.•.¸♡ s̤̈ḧ̤ë̤ s̤̈ä̤ÿ̤s̤̈, “g̤̈ï̤r̤̈l̤̈'s̤̈ n̤̈ï̤g̤̈ḧ̤ẗ̤ ä̤ẗ̤ m̤̈ï̤n̤̈ë̤”, “c̤̈ö̤m̤̈ë̤ ä̤r̤̈ö̤ṳ̈n̤̈d̤̈ n̤̈ï̤n̤̈ë̤”, “ï̤ c̤̈ä̤n̤̈ s̤̈ẗ̤ë̤ä̤l̤̈ ṳ̈s̤̈ b̤̈ö̤ẗ̤ẗ̤l̤̈ë̤s̤̈ ö̤f̤̈ ẗ̤ḧ̤ë̤ f̤̈ä̤n̤̈c̤̈ï̤ë̤s̤̈ẗ̤ ẅ̤ï̤n̤̈ë̤s̤̈”, ẅ̤ḧ̤ï̤l̤̈ë̤ ẗ̤ḧ̤ë̤ÿ̤ ä̤l̤̈l̤̈ s̤̈n̤̈ö̤ö̤z̤̈ë̤, ẅ̤ë̤ p̤̈l̤̈ä̤ÿ̤ d̤̈ä̤r̤̈ë̤ ẅ̤ï̤ẗ̤ḧ̤ö̤ṳ̈ẗ̤ ẗ̤r̤̈ṳ̈ẗ̤ḧ̤, ẅ̤r̤̈ä̤p̤̈p̤̈ë̤d̤̈ ṳ̈p̤̈ ï̤n̤̈ ḧ̤ë̤r̤̈ s̤̈l̤̈ë̤ë̤p̤̈ï̤n̤̈g̤̈ b̤̈ä̤g̤̈ l̤̈ï̤k̤̈ë̤ ẗ̤ḧ̤ä̤ẗ̤'s̤̈ ẅ̤ḧ̤ä̤ẗ̤ f̤̈r̤̈ï̤ë̤n̤̈d̤̈s̤̈ d̤̈ö̤ ♡¸.•.

You and Dior are best friends. Well, you're her best friend and she's your crush. You're staring at her (as you typically do), when she snaps you out of your thoughts.

"So? Sleepover at mine tonight?"

You look up at her. "Hm? Oh, yeah, totally."

"Cool! Mo and I need to get to chem, but I'll see you later, yeah?"

You bite your lip, waving at her as she skips off with your other friend.

"Looks like someone's excited for tonight~" Xochitl teases you, leaning against the locker next to yours. "You're staring again."

"Aw, she can't help it. D's her first girl crush!" McKenna defends playfully.

"Okay, you both suck, so hard."

Your friends laugh at you as you all make your way to the theater classroom.

Later int he day, you show up at Dior's house and all of the other girls are int he kitchen, sipping from Dior's parent's stash.

"Hey, you've got to try this! You can' even taste the alcohol!" Dior exclaims, putting her cup to your lips.

As you drink, she stares at you intently, biting her lip. Her hand trails up your arm as she watches your reaction. As your face heats up, you immediately chug the rest of the drink, hoping to pass off your flushed face as the effects of the alcohol.

"Woah, someone's thirsty!" Momona teases.

You nod awkwardly and Dior cheers.

"Woo! Now that we've all got some alcohol in our systems, who's ready for some horror movies?"