you kept me like a secret [lumity au]

singing in the car (getting lost upstate)

Oh, your sweet disposition, and my wide-eyed gaze.
We're singing in the car, getting lost upstate.

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It became routine, after that.

Technically their short story was complete, yet it offered up a good excuse to hang out.

It occurred to Luz that she now had a friend. One other than Willow and Gus, who she rarely got to see in school. Luz had four classes with Amity. How she'd never noticed her in the month they'd spent in this semester already, she had no clue.

"So, any requests?" Luz asked, her hands flipping through the collection of CDs she kept in her glove compartment.

"What about this one?"

The album she'd chosen was worn, the case cracked and dirty, missing the small pamphlet that held the tracklist and song lyrics.

"Red?" Luz asked, "I haven't listened to it in forever."

Amity nodded, "I heard some people in class today talking about a rerecording. I never got to listen to it, especially since Taylor Swift came out and mentioned her political party, so..."

Luz's eyes locked onto Amity, wide with disbelief.

"Wait, you've never listened to Red?"

"I mean, I've probably heard a few songs on the radio, but my parents prefer listening to classical, and Ed and Em always listened to smaller indie artists..."

Luz snatched the CD from Amity's hands, frantically pressing the eject button on her dashboard and yanking the previous CD from the player, violently shoving the Red CD in to take its place.

"We are remedying that. Right now . It's Red season, after all."

"Red season?" Amity questioned, "But it's October-"

"Exactly. It's autumn. Autumn is Red season."

Amity laughed at that, as Luz powered up her car and the heater whirred to life. A steady drum beat filled the air around them as the chill steadily began to dissipate, the album's first track filtering through the old car's speakers.

The lyrics to the upbeat song began, and Luz began to scream-sing the lyrics. Amity laughed again, almost choking on her own spit as the car abruptly shot forwards.

"Sorry," Luz cried, "I'm bisexual, we're bad at driving. It's just the rules."

The expression Amity wore at that revelation was strange, one that Luz couldn't quite place. She covered it up quickly, though. And the small, mindless confession was brushed away as Luz took off.

The expression wasn't negative, Luz told herself. It was probably just shock. Her sister had a girlfriend for crying out loud.

That didn't stop her from pressing down on the gas pedal with a bit too much pressure, or turn out of the parking lot far too sharply to be safe.

And if Amity did have a problem with it, that was fine.

She still had Willow and Gus, she still had her mom.

Amity was just one person. One cute, funny girl with colored hair and an interest in Azura.

A girl she'd grown incredibly fond of over the past few weeks.

...oh.

Oh.