Every few weeks, Welton Academy had a big fire, which was an optional visit. It'd be a big cookout, with smores, too. Your long-term crush, Charlie Dalton practically begged you to come, saying it'd be boring if you didn't go. He didn't wanna be alone with Knox there. You reluctantly agreed.

When you came to the fire, all the seats were taken. Richard Cameron, a boy who liked you (but you despised him), smirked and patted his lap.

"Saved a spot for you."

You flush red and don't move, horrified at the mere thought of sitting there. Before you can speak or even try to move, Charlie pulls you into his lap.

"There. Problem solved."

Charlie grins, looking at Richard who is pissed. Charlie just smirks and pulls you closer.

"You want a smore?"

Charlie asks you, ignoring how flushed and red you are.