Velvet Strings

wlw / Juliette took her seat, smoothing her skirt and lining up her highlighters in a perfect gradient, only to have her peace shattered seconds later when the chair beside her was pulled out with a loud, metallic screech.
Enter Rey, a girl whose life seemed held together by safety pins, bass guitar strings, and a lopsided smile that made Juliette's carefully rehearsed introduction die in her throat. As Rey dropped a weathered sketchbook onto the shared desk and offered a casual, 'Sup,' Juliette realized with a sudden, frantic heartbeat that her perfectly planned senior year had just met its first-and most beautiful-complication."