𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕤

𝕤𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪

When the bell rings, I dash down to the library, which is where the newspaper club is held. Nobody else is there yet, so I take my sweet time getting settled before everyone else comes in.

I love this club and everyone in it. I pull out my computer and start working on an article. As I said before, I'm not the best writer, but that's why we have editors, right?

I was supposed to write about the different events happening at the end of the school year. Prom, senior prank day, etc. I might have gone a little off-topic, but I think it's fine.

I stare at the cursor blinking on the screen for a few minutes before spinning around in my chair. At the table next to me, Jack, Ink, and Alec were all working hard on drawings for the paper. It's my duty to annoy them. I move my writing station to their table with a smirk. Alec perks up.

"Hey Racer!"

"Sup Alec. Whatcha doin?" I lean forward.

"Drawing."

"I can see that, bitch." I raise an eyebrow. Ink playfully hits me on the arm. I scoff. "Wow. Rude much?"

"Race if you're just here to annoy us-"

"That's my job." I smile, leaning back in my seat. Too far. I fall on my back as the artists lose their shit.

I stand up raising my hands to the air. "I'm okay!" I announce, picking my chair up and sitting back down.

God I love it here. We only meet for an hour a week, but it goes by in the blink of an eye. Probably cause it's always a shit ton of fun. Before I know it, I'm dancing in the parking lot, waiting for Jack to unlock the car. He stares at me, unamused.

"Dance with me, Jackie."

"In your dreams, racefuck." Charlie snorts.

"Racefuck Bitchgins-Larkin. I like it." I sprawl across the backseat of the car as the engine hums.