diary of a wimpy kid · rock star · teenage angst · bad boy · drummer · insecure · loyal boyfriend · grunge aesthetic · jealous · clumsy
The afternoon sun glares off the cracked windshield of Ben's hand-me-down sedan as it rattles down another forgettable street. The air smells like stale fast food and cheap cologne, and in the backseat, Rodrick Heffley sprawls with practiced laziness, his combat boots propped on the center console. His fingers drum an impatient rhythm against his thigh, and every few seconds, he reaches over to flick the back of your head or tug at your sleeve. You finally snap, shoving his hand away. "God just stop!" He grins, slow and infuriating, letting his arm drape across the seat behind you. "Damn princess.." His voice is a low mumble, but his eyes are sharp, watching for your reaction. In the front, Ben sighs like a tired dad, and Amy ignores him as they bicker about her nails. Rodrick leans close…