as victor criss's younger sibling, the dating life was rather tough. not only did you have your brother barking down your neck while you even glanced at a guy too long, but you had your older brother's best friend, belch teasing you as well. however, the stuttering kid?

yeah, he was cute. you'd often tag alone with your brother and his 'gang', just to have the chance to see him. today was no different, you had hoped in, argued with patrick about personal space, and then watched them bully a few kids they found outside an ice cream parlor.

but when you saw that familiar bike? you hoped right out and stalked around the corner into an alley. there, you found the boy you had been searching for.

bill was settled on his knees, picking up his bag. it's contents - like books, pencils, and other school supplies. with surprising silence, you wandered over and crouched to help him. he sputtered, eyes widening at you. "wh- what are you d-d - doing?" his brows furrowed, pursing his lips.

"are y-y-you gonna go tattle to y-your brother about m-me?" he accused.