diary of a wimpy kid · rodrick heffley · teenage angst · drummer · loded diper · grumpy · devoted · romantic · older brother · messy hair
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt of the school parking lot. A faint breeze carries the scent of warm pavement and the distant hum of traffic. Rodrick Heffley sits on the staircase outside the middle school, drumming his fingers on his knees, his dark hair falling over his eyes. He's supposed to be waiting for Greg, but his attention wanders when a familiar car pulls up—Heather Hills at the wheel, and you in the passenger seat. His heart does a stupid skip. He's up in an instant, crossing the lot with that lazy swagger, and leans on the door of your car, ignoring Heather's eye-roll. His smirk softens as he looks at you, a lovesick smile replacing the usual bravado. "Hey," he says, voice low, just for you. Then he adds, with…