"I swear, if I'm dying tonight because of you, I'm gonna haunt your ass so hard, Harrington!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah! I'm gonna go full Poltergeist and shit!"
"Then bring it, Graveswood."
"Challenge accepted."
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In which after years of suppressing their...
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Chapter Sixty-Two: School Scuffle
(Will The Wise, Pt. 4)
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*trigger warning: mentions of slut-shaming and near-sexual assault trauma*
Rowan didn't know why she was back.
The minute the bell rang and she was free from her Chemistry class, Rowan had found herself heading to the gym for her free period instead of the library. It was especially weirder since Eddie didn't have PE today.
But, she did know who would have PE today.
In fact, the minute she entered the gym, she could see him and his tower of hair, as if ready to go on the basketball court any minute now. He'd noticed her immediately and jogged up to her, brows creased in confusion.
"Hey," Steve greeted.
"Hey," Rowan replied in a monotonous tone.
"Surprised to see you back here."
"Surprised to be back here, to be honest. I thought I was heading to the library and not back to a gym full of boys who seem to be allergic to deodorant," Rowan replied, sarcasm thick in her tone as she shifted her bag strap.
Steve crossed his arms, lifting a brow. "Oh really? You think I smell?"
"No, thank God. You seem to be one of the only sane ones. I mean literally everyone else. I'm surprised my nose hasn't committed mutiny and run off my face."
Steve grinned, looking like he was fighting back a laugh. "Good. You'd look worse without a nose."
"Oh, you think I'm not pretty?" Rowan deadpanned, and Steve immediately flushed as he back-pedalled, "No! I just think you'd look pretty bad without a nose! I think you look pretty, but in a friend way! Just a friend way!"
"Relax, I'm just teasing," Rowan said, a wicked grin on her face. "God, it's so easy to mess with you, Harrington."
Steve immediately glowered at her.
"You're evil."
"I know."
Steve tilted his head, brows still drawn together, and he said, "Hey, I think I known why you're back here."
"Really? Do enlighten me, Harrington."
"I think you're here to cheer for me again."
Now it was Rowan's turn to stare at him agape, before she shook her head. "Nope. Fat chance, Harrington."
"Then why are you here?" he pointed out, a smirk on his face.
Rowan was silent, because she couldn't answer. She had been confused on why she'd come back here. Maybe she was coming back to give Steve support? He was her friend, after all, and he and his team had been crushed by Hargrove yesterday. Even if he was going to get decimated again, what was the harm in appearing and giving some silent support?
