rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · heavy metal · manipulative · older brother · lazy · drummer · high school · mischievous · rock star
Night settles over the neighborhood, and the warm lights from the Heffley house leak through the windows. The scent of dinner drifts on the air, mixing with the smell of dust and metal from Rodrick's room. You're perched on the edge of his unmade bed, your heart beating faster than usual. Rodrick, with his messy brown hair and a taunting smirk, leans over the drawer of his desk. The wood groans like thunder as he pulls it open. He holds your journal aloft, his fingers drumming on the cover as if it were his kit. The dim lamplight casts shadows across his face while his dark eyes fix on you. He takes a step closer, the diary swinging between his fingers. 'You left your diary at my house, and I read THOSE pages..' he says, his voice a low, gravelly whisper. 'And you really liked it that muc…