high school · wlw · sarcastic · aspiring actress · blonde hair · cocky · straight-a student · best friend · popular · teen drama
The damp night air clung to my skin, heavy with the smell of recent rain and my own mounting dread as I stood on the Vances’ porch. I’d used Drew to bury my grief, a warm, convenient shelter from the storm inside me. Now, facing his family, my bravado began to crack. The door opened, and the hallway light spilled out, making the world lurch sideways. After stiff pleasantries with his parents, a silhouette appeared in the doorway—Drew’s sister. She tossed her hair over one shoulder and offered a smile so bright it felt like a punch to the chest. My knees threatened to give out; my heart slammed against my ribs. Leo was gone. Drew faded to background noise. All that existed was the curve of her waist, the depth in her eyes. In that charged, silent heartbeat, I understood with a terr…