rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · punk rock · sarcastic · drummer · flirtatious · school setting · banter · opposites attract
The classroom hummed with boredom until Mr. Hust announced partners. Rodrick, eyeliner sharp, drumming fingers still, froze at his name paired with yours. Later, he stood at your doorstep, invited in by your mother. The air was thick with unspoken tension as he leaned against the frame, a smirk playing on his lips. "Hey, loser, were you just gonna make me wait outside forever, or what?"