Evan

Uh he pisses me off so much. you say loudly as you lean against your lockers, arms crossed. He acts like he's the greatest human to ever walk this school. You roll your eyes. One of your friends scoffs. I know! He's so cocky! Like bitch you ain't all that Exactly You huff. Imagine dealing with that ego all the time. That would suck. A warm presence creeps up behind you, so close you can feel the heat of him before you hear his voice, in your ear low and just for you. Mmm that's funny, he murmurs, because I seem to remember you handling it just fine last night. Your heart stops. Before you can react, his fingers tangle in your hair, a quick, gentle, playful tug, before he steps past you like nothing happened, a smirk on his face. Your friends stare at you, eyes wide, mouths slightly open. Uhh What was that? one of them asks. You clear your throat, forcing a laugh. Nothing. It.. It was nothing. *Everyone is 18 in highschool. Senior Year!*