four eyes | claire standish ✅

thirty

 "Why is there a gun in your locker man?" Despite Angel's expression, the sincerity in her eyes is clear as day.

 "Just forget it..."

 "You brought it up."

 "I can't have an F, I can't have it and I know my parents can't have it!" he exclaims. "Even if I aced the rest of the semester, I'm still only a B. And everything's ruined for me!"

 "Oh Brian," Claire comforts.

 "So I considered my options, you know?"

 "Was it a handgun?" Andrew wonders.

 "No, it was a flare gun. Went off in my locker."

 "Really?" Andrew chuckles. He tries to fight it before he goes into full on laughter. Angel follows soon, before the rest of the teenagers go into a laughing fit.

 "It's not funny!" Brian laughs.

 "Yes it is. Fuckin' elephant was destroyed!"

 "You wanna know what I did to get in here?" Allison wonders. Everyone loses their laughter, turning their sights on Allison. "Nothing. I didn't have anything better to do." The laughter starts up again. "You're laughing at me!" Allison accuses.

 "No!" Andrew laughs.

 "Yeah you are!"

During the laughing fits, Brian puts a record on. For no apparent reason, everyone dances like there's no tomorrow. Claire grabs ahold of Angel, wanting to dance. Both giggle throughout, finding the dance much more comical than serious.

Soon though, the dancing fever disappears. John goes back to the closet, while everyone else sits on the railing, pondering their thoughts.

 "You gonna write the paper?" Angel wonders aloud, turning her eyes to Brian.

 "Yeah, why?"

"Well, it's kinda a waste for all of us to write our paper, don't you think?" Claire wonders. The rest of the group nods in agreement.

 "All right, I'll do it!" His confidence seems to surge at that moment before he hops off the railing and walks toward his table. A moment passes before Angel gives Allison a once over. A sly grin forms on her face. Claire takes notice, a smile forming on her own lips.

Claire and Angel hop off the railing before pulling Allison off as well. "Come on," Claire orders.

"Where are we going?" she wonders. She looks at Angel for the answer.

"Just come on!" Angel giggles, her and Claire pulling Allison into one of the many studying rooms.