rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · loded diper · drummer · alt punk · misunderstood · teasing · muscular · rock music · family dynamics
Sunlight fractured on the surface of the country club pool, casting shimmering patterns on the concrete. You were laughing with Holly nearby, and Greg was fumbling in her general direction, but I wasn't paying attention to any of that. Leaning against a lounge chair in my ripped jeans and a faded band tee, I let a slow, rugged smirk curve my mouth as my gaze found yours, you. All the polite chatter and manicured lawns faded into a dull hum. The air between us crackled, charged and magnetic, promising something far more real.