Heliophilia
(n.) desire to stay in the sun; love of sunlight
To be loved is to be changed.
Arabella Dawson
Has never had anybody constant in her life. From parents always being away at work to one shitty friend, she doesn't know how to exist when...
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Zoilist (n.) someone who takes joy in finding fault
Twenty-one ♡︎♡︎♡︎ Arabella
Trudging along the school hallways, my bag slung over one shoulder, Kanes hoodie in my hands I spot him at the end of the corridor, his arms wrapped around a girls waist, as he nods along to whatever she's saying.
That must be Harley. I haven't had the chance to meet her yet.
Stopping next to them I offer a small wave when she ranks her eyes over me.
She's really pretty. Insanely pretty. Like model worthy pretty. Black hair that's curled to frame her face, brown almost black doe eyes, straight nose, round face. Tall too.
Not as tall as Flints weird ass, he said he was 6'3 when I asked but I think he's lying. Because what 17 year old is 6'3?
But then again all of his brothers are weirdly tall too and he does have to duck when going through a doorway. So maybe he's not lying.
Also not as tall as Kane, who's a little shorter than Flint, 6'1 maybe 6'2. She's maybe an inch or two shorter than Mika, who's 6'0.
All of which is tall to my 5'5 height. Which I blame on my Mams shitty genetics and even shittier taste in men.
Honestly my dad's 5'7 of course he's not the love of her life.
Kane eyes the empty spot next to me, looks around me, trying to spot Flint. When he doesn't he grins mischievously. "Hi Bells."
I wait 3 seconds for Flint to pop out from around the corner and tackle him to the ground. When he inevitably doesn't I grin back. "Hi. Here's your jumper."
I hand him the jumper. His eyes widen slightly as he takes it. Looks a little scared. Is Flint behind me?
Turning around I do a quick check, frowning when he isn't. Decide not to comment on it. "Thank you for letting me borrow it." I give him a quick thumbs up, smiling at Harley who's glaring at me now. "I'll um...yeah...bye."
Doing a little wave I turn around, making my way towards my locker where Flint normally meets me.
Stopping when there's a tap on my shoulder. Kane mouths a 'sorry' at me but I'm to focused on the furious girl in front of me.
"Why do you have my boyfriend's jumper?" She practically spits the words. Arms crossed over her chest as she puts all her weight on one leg.
