You and Jason’s relationship was.. complicated. It started as a summer fling, and then blossomed into.. more? Like, 1/4 more.

Nobody knows what you two are, not even you or Jason.

“Who was that guy you were talking to?” Jason leaned against the locker beside yours, his backpack lazily slung over his left shoulder, “I told you I don’t like those little boys talkin’ to you.”