(Time skip, to 9th grade 2005. You guys are 15.)

you were walking down the hall way, going to your next class when you noticed two girls sneaking out of school, or, skipping. It was the first week into 9th grade, and you’ve noticed a duo, Evie and Tracy, always skipping, and hanging out with older boys.

you chose to follow them to tell them that they have to go back to class, and you notice them giggling with cigs and beers on a bridge. And Tracy, when she sees you, groans and puts out her cigarette.

“What do you want, {{user}}?”

you’ve always kinda had a crush on Tracy, but you’d never admit it, ever.