So High School | T. Swift x OC

three

Eliot sat on the turf in his garden, his fifth chocolate bar in hand. He had already devoured four others, each one more satisfying than the last. The effects of the edibles he had taken with his cousins, Noah and Izzie, had fully kicked in, and now he was deep into the munchies.

The night air was cool, a perfect contrast to the warm buzz that enveloped his body. The garden was dimly lit, the soft glow from the house casting long shadows across the half-sized soccer field. He and his cousins had migrated outside after spending the evening lounging in the living room, feeling the need for fresh air and a change of scenery.

Noah and Izzie were sprawled on a picnic blanket nearby, equally absorbed in their own snacks. The laughter that had filled the house earlier now floated through the night air, a comforting background hum to Eliot's thoughts.

Eliot took another bite of his chocolate bar, savouring the rich, creamy texture. Each bite seemed to amplify his sense of well-being, grounding him in the present moment. The taste was heavenly, melting in his mouth and leaving a lingering sweetness that felt almost magical in his heightened state.

The chocolate was a perfect distraction from the whirlwind of emotions and thoughts that had consumed him since the messages from Taylor Swift the night before. The surreal experience of chatting with her had been a dream come true, but now, sitting in his garden, Eliot let himself relax and enjoy the simple pleasures of the night.

His cousins, equally affected by the edibles, lay on their backs, staring up at the stars. The sky was clear, a tapestry of twinkling lights that seemed to stretch infinitely. Eliot's mind wandered lazily, his thoughts drifting from one pleasant memory to another. The tranquillity of the moment was perfect, the night air crisp and soothing.

He took another bite of his chocolate bar, letting the flavour wash over him. The taste brought a smile to his face, a moment of pure, unfiltered joy. He glanced over at Noah and Izzie, who were giggling about something, their faces lit up with the same blissful expression he felt.

The garden had always been a place of peace for Eliot, a sanctuary where he could train, think, and relax. Tonight, it was even more than that—a space where he could let go of all his worries and simply be. The soft rustling of leaves, the distant hum of the city, and the occasional chirp of crickets created a symphony of night sounds that added to the serenity.

As he finished his fifth chocolate bar, Eliot felt a wave of contentment wash over him. The world seemed to slow down, each moment stretching into the next with a languid grace. The stars above were like distant friends, constant and reassuring, and the garden felt like a cocoon of comfort and safety.

He leaned back, lying flat on the turf, his eyes fixed on the sky. The munchies had hit hard, but now he felt a deep sense of satisfaction, his hunger sated and his body relaxed. The events of the past day, the excitement of the game, and the surreal messages from Taylor all felt like distant memories, blending seamlessly into the background of his mind.

Noah rolled over, looking at Eliot with a lazy smile. Izzie joined them, the three of them forming a small circle on the grass, their heads close together as they stared up at the stars. No words were needed; their shared experience was enough. They had known each other all their lives, and moments like this only strengthened their bond.

Eliot's thoughts drifted back to the game against Racing Louisville. The thrill of victory, the roar of the crowd, and the camaraderie of his teammates were all vivid memories. He felt a sense of pride and accomplishment, knowing that all his hard work and dedication had paid off.

As the high began to mellow, Eliot felt a profound sense of gratitude. For his family, his career, and even for the unexpected message from Taylor. Life had a funny way of surprising him, and he was learning to appreciate every twist and turn.