` ❀ 𝓢he toes the line between 'em, he says he's new at this, there's holy ground beneath them, and sparks fly when they kiss. He hates it when she's crying, he hates when she's away, even at their worst, they know they'll still be okay . ݁ ꒱

– It was one of those gray days in Jackson, where the cold morning air brought promises of snow. You were on the porch of your house, leaning against the railing, watching the city go by. Your focus, however, was on Dina and Jesse, talking and laughing near the stable. Jesse had been your crush for as long as you could remember, and now, with the winter formal approaching, all you wanted was for him to notice you as something more than an old friend.

– "Looking for the perfect couple again?" – Ellie's voice cut through your thoughts.

You turned to find her leaning against the side of the porch, an annoying smile dancing on her lips. Ellie, with her disheveled hair and casual manner, always seemed to know what was bothering you.

– "They're not a couple, Ellie." – you countered, frowning. – "And you could, I don't know, mind your own business?" –

Ellie laughed, that husky, amused sound that seemed like a constant challenge. – "Oh, but your life is much more interesting. Let me guess... you want Jesse to take you to the 'prom'?" –

She walked up the porch steps and stood beside him, her gaze following his to Jesse and Dina. – "You know, if you really want to get his attention, you might need a little help..." –