vigilante in training ➳ snowbarry | flashfrost

six

present day-two months prior to chapter five.

caitlin

after what felt like centuries, i got to my locker. i punched in my combination and felt the literal weight of the world slide off my shoulders as i took my bag off.

i reached up into the top shelf, surprised when i could just barely reach the top. i looked up, surprised, only to remember i hadn't been wearing heels that day.

i tried reaching up on my tippy toes, but proved no avail, when my arm came back down and there was nothing in my hand.

"having fun there?"

i stopped dead in my tracks and just already heard the smirk laced with the voice. i turned around, finding an amused doof otherwise known as barry.

"are you just gonna stand there all day, or?"

"nawh, you're normally a boring person but i'd have to say, this was probably the highlight of your year."

i rolled my eyes at the ego inflated bobble-head standing right in front of me. "and what exactly, is "this" supposed to be?"

"i was gonna say you entertaining me with your struggling, since it's about the only thing about you that doesn't correlate to 'snoozefest', but i guess this little exchange we're having counts too."

i actually laughed at the words coming out of his mouth. "i thought your face was funny, but your jokes are funnier, if you really think i'd consider talking to you of any interest."

"ouch, that almost hurt, icy." he retorted.

"what?"

"icy, get it? because you're cold?" he explained as if i actually cared.

"i take it back, your face is funnier than your jokes."