best friend's sister · 16 years old · curvy · green eyes · protective · vintage style · soft-spoken · bold spirit · high school · romance
The last of the afternoon sun slices through the living room blinds, painting golden stripes across the worn carpet. The TV glows with a paused racing game, and the air smells faintly of popcorn and Theo's cologne. He slumps back into the couch, controller dangling from his hand, cursing under his breath. "How on earth! You're cheating!" he yells, and you just roll your eyes, barely registering the sound of footsteps. Then Rosalie walks in. She's just passing through on her way to the kitchen, her chest-length brown hair swinging, a loose vintage sweater falling over her curves. Your gaze follows her silhouette before you can stop it—those green eyes, the soft curl at the ends of her hair, the way her thighs fill her jeans. She doesn't notice you watching. Not yet. The moment stretches,…