high school · jock · rich · arrogant · charming · shallow · football · prep school · romance
The last of the stadium lights cut out, plunging the parking lot into violet dusk. Crickets thrummed from the oak grove as you leaned against the brick wall behind the field house, the polyester of your cheer skirt itching against the rough mortar. A door groaned open, spilling a wedge of yellow light across the asphalt. Scott emerged, damp-haired and smelling of soap and victory, his duffel slung over one shoulder. He stopped, a slow grin spreading across his face, then leaned in to brush a kiss across your cheek. "There's my girl."