STILL LENNOX'S POV
I was leaning against his locker waiting for him. I definitely looked like an idiot right now.
Oh well, I was already here, and I saw him walking towards me, leaving now wasn't much of an option.
Nope. Nope. NOPE.
Not today. I am not doing this.
Harleigh's advice was dumb. I turned around and started speed-waking away.
High hopes that he didn't just see me?
"Wait, Lennox! Lennox, where are you going?" He grabbed my backpack and pulled me back into his personal bubble.
"Oh... I'm uh... going home! That's right, I have to go home to uh, finish this project and-"
Oh my god, thank the fucking heavens he interrupted me.
He laughed. "But you were just waiting at my locker."
"This is..." I cleared my throat. "This is your locker? Oh, my bad! Thought is was mine!"
"Your locker's like light years ahead though. My last name starts with a Q, yours is a C, Lennox." He started laughing harder.
"Mmm, right!" I took a step back and examined his locker, my hands awkwardly patting it. "Yup, that's definitely your locker! Would ya look at that, how uh... silly... I'm not wearing my, uh..." I coughed and Nate looked confused. "Glasses. I'm not wearing my glasses." I pointed to my eyes and looked at his locker again.
"Lennox, you don't even own glasses."
"Contacts! Did I say glasses, oh, you caught me! But anyways, nice talk! I'll-" I turned around to be free of this painfully awkward and embarrassing moment, but just as I did, I bumped right into Harleigh, who grabbed my shoulders and spun me back around.
"You're still coming with us, right Lennox?" She looked and me and forced a smile.
"I am?" Nate opened his locker to put back a textbook and Harleigh jabbed my side. "Ow! I mean, Oh! Yeah, I- Of course I'm coming!"
Harleigh looked at me and winked.
"Good, then let's get out of this place."
I began walking next to Harleigh while Nate trailed ahead. She shoved me into him.
"Aren't you guys, like, friends? Jesus Christ, you're so fucking quiet, I forgot you both were still even here."
"Sorry, nobody's got a mouth as big as yours." Nate muttered.
I covered my mouth to suppress my laughter. Harleigh glared at me and I tried to play my laughter as coughing.
"Shotgun!" Nate as he rushed toward Harleigh's car.
"No. You sit in the back. With Lennox." She pointed at me and smirked.
Nate squeezed in next to me, and despite how big the exterior was, Harleigh seemed to have her entire room set up in her car.
"She's making this so weird." He laughed, flipping his golden brown hair.
I nodded and pulled out my phone to text Wes I didn't need a ride.
Harleigh pulled out an old Taylor Swift CD.
No, Harleigh, please dear God no!
"Harleigh, is that necessary?" Nate's tone was harsh and annoyed. I don't think he's ever sounded like that in front of me.
"Very." She smiled and turned up the volume.
It was Taylor Swift. Old school country Taylor Swift singing about love songs.
I was mortified, and Nate sank back into his chair holding his ears.
Harleigh threw her hands up and flipped her hair back and forth at every red light. It was only February and she had the windows rolled down all the way too. I'm pretty sure Love Story could be heard all the way in Africa.
"Uh, Harleigh? Where exactly are we going?" I tried my best to yell over the music.
"Movies!" She yelled in between song.
Nate rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone.
My phone then vibrated. A text from Nate who was still sitting very close to me.
nator tot 🌚: i swear ill commit if she makes us see some lovey dovey shit
I laughed and punched his shoulder before texting back.
lennox your socks off 🌞: i'll get the chair, if you get the rope?
nator tot 🌚: double suicide with my girl has always been my preferred method of death!!
Nate started cracking up, and then so did I, and Harleigh turned around and looked at us in confusion.
All I could think about is how he called me his girl.
He'd never called me that before and I didn't know how to feel about it. Was Harleigh forcing him to do this? Was I just some sort of charity case to them?
"You guys are weird."
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"Oh my god, Nate, this movie is so boring."
He looked at me and grabbed the popcorn that lie in my lap. "It hasn't even started!"
"Shut up, I hate this kind of stuff." I crossed my arms and turned around to glance at Harleigh, sitting two rows behind us flashing me a smile and a thumbs up. She was making us go see some lovey crap. God, I'd much rather be seeing something scary.
"Lennox, let's ditch once the lights turn off, okay?"
"If they ever turn off, Jesus Christ. We've been-"
"All you ever do is complain, don't you?" He laughed and I punched his shoulder. "I'm only kidding!"
Hopefully we'd get out of here without Harleigh catching on.
////Lennox is me around boys. or anyone for that matter jfc////
////beware of clichés////
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RomanceI thought I had done a particularly impressive job at flying under the radar for almost all four years of high school. That is until, Sterling City's very own 'it girl' Harleigh Wren Queen, invited me to a party.
