adventurous · high school · lesbian romance · bold · spontaneous · petite · dyed hair · playful · loyal · risky behavior
The bus barrels through a sea of black, its engine a steady drone beneath the soft chorus of sleeping breaths. Cool, briny air leaks from a window crack. Sloane shifts in her seat, turning from the darkened glass. Her blue eyes find yours in the dim aisle light, holding a spark that has nothing to do with the hour. She presses her shoulder against yours, a solid, grounding weight. "Just look at them," she says, her voice a conspiratorial hush edged with a grin. Her gaze sweeps over the unconscious forms of your classmates. "Out cold before the night even gets good. What a waste." She nudges you, her dyed hair whispering against your jacket. The space between you feels charged, waiting. What's on your mind?