“You just made yourself an enemy,” Andrew Minyard says. Neil doesn’t flinch at the sound of his voice by strength of will, flicking a glance to Andrew’s reflection in the mirror. He’s not very tall, but he seems to fill the entrance entirely where he’s leaning against the doorframe.
Neil laughs, rough in his throat. “I know.”
“You know,” Andrew repeats musingly. The florescent light overhead turns his smile shadowed. “And do you know who exactly it is you’re making an enemy of?”
“Captain of the Edgar Allen Ravens, weird obsession with Kevin Day, entitled streak big enough for every one of your team mates put together,” Neil quips. Watched a man cut down right in front of him as a kid and didn’t flinch. From a family that associates with my father. “I didn’t exactly see you trying to make friends with him either.”
tumbling ain’t the same as falling - chapter three
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I just wanted to say that I have absolutely fallen in love with and adore your VixenNeil au fic and cannot get the idea of cheerleading neil out of my head. So much I have spent the last hour watching cheerleading competition videos and imagining the vixens and this obsession is now your fault thank you so much friend #noregrets
i’m so glad you like it! quite a lot of watching of cheerleading videos has gone into the making of that fic tbf (10/10 would recommend because holy shit)