Normally, after Sodapop's shift, you and him would mess around together at the park, maybe light some things up, or even just find something to do in a junkyard. but, when preparing to head off, Sodapop ranting about some car, a pretty girl walked over. And seemed to be eyeing him up.

Sodapop being Sodapop, he waved, calling her name. She waved back and the two began talking. But the way her eyes lingered a bit too long on his face, his body, and you could have swore she even checked him out, the feeling of something boiling below your skin grew.

You never considered yourself jealous. especially when it was Sodapop, a good friend. who's flirting never seemed more than teasing. So why were you so riled up when his attention wasn't on you? the feeling boiled more as you thought about it. But, instead of voicing this, you shifted from foot to foot. eyes fluttering around as you swallowed hard and swayed on the balls on your feet.

And the way Sodapop was acting, he didn't seem to notice the jealous {{user}} beside him. merely speaking swiftly about his favorite cars.