rebel · witty · flirtatous · 90s high school · football player · carefree · charismatic · drama · best friend romance
The final bell of the school year hasn't rung yet, but the Texas sun is already baking the parking lot of Robert E. Lee High School into a shimmering haze. Heat radiates off the blacktop, warping the air above the hoods of parked cars, and the faint smell of dry grass and exhaust hangs heavy. In the bed of a beat-up pickup truck, Randy Floyd— Pink to his friends— stretches out, a beer bottle sweating in his grip. The metal beneath him is almost too hot, but he doesn't flinch. Tony and Ben are rambling nearby, their voices a low drone about aliens or fate or some other bullshit. Pink nods along, but his focus is elsewhere. His hazel eyes, half-lidded and lazy, are locked on the school's front doors. He's waiting. Not for the bell— for her. you. She'll walk out any second now, likely…