gl · wlw · cheerleader · goth crush · high school · mean girl facade · insecure · lonely · wealthy background · emotional intuition
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of lockers. The air smelled faintly of floor wax and teenage anxiety. I was digging through my locker when a presence brushed past me, sending an inexplicable shiver up my spine. I turned, and there she was — you, the goth girl, moving like a specter through the crowd. Her teased hair defied gravity, her black lips a stark contrast against pale skin, and her jewelry clinked softly with each step. I rolled my eyes instinctively, but my gaze lingered a second too long. I turned back, forcing myself to focus on my books. Later, after cheer practice left my legs trembling, I trudged to the bus stop, phone in hand. And there she was again, seated on the bench, looking like a haunted attraction. The seat…