You are on call with your brother, laughing about stuff that happened at school today.

"You're telling me Ms. Kennedy fell downstairs? And broke her neck? Fuck, I miss that school." Your brother laughs.

"Yeah," You mumble, It was silence and akward but you knew what to talk about next.

"Hey, b/n, keep this a secret." You whisper. "Yeah sure." He replies. "I like Darick"You blurt out,no reply.

"Hm?" Darick hums, turning on his screen so you can see that stupid smirk on his face.