Summary: Lex shows the reader that being normal isn't everything.
It has been a long day of building frustrations. Between Miss De Luca almost dislocating your shoulder and receiving an "accidental" elbow to the ribs from Brandy, you're sore and an irritated expression is deeply etched across your face. To top it off, you found another dead rat hanging in your locker as if you don't already know your social status. Just another normal day at King's Dominion. Even though it's finally over and you can relax, your body is tense and your head is pounding. Seeking out the solace of your few friends, you make your way to the roof knowing Petra and the boys will be there. Hopefully, someone will have something to take the edge off.
"Bloody hell (Y/N), you look like shit!" Lex yells from across the roof.
"Thanks. Glad to see you didn't lose that snarky attitude of yours when Viktor knocked you on your ass today," comes your snarky retort as you slump against the wall.
"Mmmm. Feisty, (Y/N). I love it." He says licking his lips which you can't help but stare at.
"Gag me with a spoon. Please. I beg you." You hear Billy whispering to Petra who just rolls her black lined eyes at his immaturity.
It has always been like this between you and Lex. Witty exchanges and suggestive innuendoes are commonplace in your friendship. And while you're sure it's just part of Lex's personality to be like this, you wish it meant more to him as it does for you.
"What's got up in a slump, babycakes?" There's that damn nickname again. It's something he called you when you'd first met and it stuck. While you wish he'd find something better, it has a rather endearing quality when he says it with his accent and a mischievous glint in his eyes. Shaking your head, you try to move the conversation along to a new topic but they are having none of it.
"Oh, come on now (Y/N). We all know something is wrong." Billy's response is backed up by Lex asking again about what is wrong. The incessant questioning only adds to your anxiety making you feel worse. Petra passes you a flask, somehow knowing you'll need liquid courage to share how you're feeling. After taking a swig, you throw the flask to Billy who juggles it in a panic.
"I just want a day where things are freaking normal for once. No cliques. No status ladder. No clawing my way through the shithole that is this school. I want a normal day just once. Is that too much to ask for?" You struggle to describe how your feeling and the inner turmoil you struggle with.
No one is sure what to say as they glance between each other and then back to you. Lex looks to Billy once again and he shrugs. You begin to get choked up and on the verge of tears. Shaking your head, you push yourself away from the ledge, rushing towards the roof door with a very worried Petra following closely behind you.
That night had been nothing but tears and Petra comforting you; trying to lift your spirits with suggestions of poisoning half the school. Having decided you both would stay in the next day binging on your hoarded snacks, you are surprised by the pounding on the door. Petra looks to you asking silently if you are expecting anyone. Shrugging, you trudge towards the door as the person on the other side continues to bang on it. Swinging it open, Lex stumbles into you clearly not expecting the door he was using for support to suddenly move.
"What the hell do you want, Lex?" Petra questions skeptically.
Scratching the back of his head and shifting uncomfortably, he stammers out that he's there to take you out. He pulls a small bouquet of flowers from behind his back. They look inexpensive and several are already dried out but it's more effort than any person has ever done for you. Taking them from him, you step aside allowing him in before you search for something to be a makeshift vase.
