Can you write something like your new at CHS and after a few weeks you have a huge crush on Eric (Mike knows it) but he tries to get Brandi's attention (like the Eric in CHS video) and you get jealous and hurt, you end up confessing to him and it ends all cute 'cause you get is attention and not Brandi ?
Of course, my lovely anon <3 I’ll try to make this one a bit more lighthearted for you, as well.
Columbine High School. Home of the Rebels, Crippling Anxiety, and Incompetent Administrators. It wasn’t what the sign out front said, but it might as well have. No matter how hard you tried to like everyone there and interact with everyone, you simply could not. The girls were mean and petty and the guys were rude horn dogs who just wouldn’t leave you alone. You knew you were attractive, but come on. Give a girl a break!
During week three of your junior year (also known as day 30 in the educational hostage crisis), the only thing that irritated you was your debilitating love for one of your only friends, Eric Harris. My god, you could go on about this boy for years if you wanted to. His hazel eyes, his jaw, his sense of humor… To you, this “crush” of yours was more like a “demolition”, for every time he looked at Brandi it was as if he ran over your heart with a bulldozer. You knew he had crushes on various girls as well, but this one was different. You and Brandi never got along. She always shot you dirty looks and made comments because you were new, and that was something you hated but never told Eric. Ruining someone’s image to another person was something you did not want to do at all, no matter how much you hated them.
As Mike, Dylan, Eric and yourself sat at a table in the commons under the surveillance of Dylan’s camera, you twirled a pen through your fingers and stared deep into space. Well, that space was the side of Eric’s face. you were secretly memorizing the lines on his face and the placement of each dot that marked his cheeks and neck. You snapped out of your trance when Mike coughed. That was your secret code for Brandi being in the area. You looked at him and he raised his eyebrows. Damn it. You honestly hoped he just had a cold or something. You exhaled deeply and readjusted in your seat, your back straight and your face stoic. You placed the pen behind your ear and glanced at the staircase where Brandi was descending.
“Yeah, she looks over here and happens to not see us…” Eric mumbled and looked at Mike, who looked at you. A light chuckle escaped your lips and Eric tilted his head as if to ask what you were laughing about.
“Of course she didn’t see us,” You grinned and looked at Eric. “I’m over here.” Dylan pointed his camera at you and you gave him a side glare. He pointed the camera downwards, but maintained his own curious gaze at you.
“What do you mean?” Eric asked, his voice accusing, as if you were trying to spoil his chances with this random girl. You gave him the slimiest, most shit-eating grin you could and propped your head up on your elbow. His expression changed. “What did you do…?”
“I didn’t do anything,” You defended. “Brandi just really hates me.” You shrugged off the comment and looked across the table at Mike. “Doesn’t she?” Mike shifted, feeling pressured. He just nodded and sighed.
Eric laughed and shook his head. “Why would she hate you?”
“Maybe it’s because you’re an asshole.” Dylan commented.
You shot him a (jokingly) dirty look and said, “This is why you don’t have a girlfriend.”
Mike choked back a laugh and Dylan smacked the back of his head. You guffawed at the now arguing boys and Eric leaned over to you, speaking lowly. “Can you be honest with me?” He asked, and you nodded. “What do you think of Brandi.”
You immediately regretted telling him you could be honest. “Eh, well… She’s pretty.” You scratched the back of your head and he gave you a ‘go on’ look. You sighed and leaned close until your lips were just an inch from his ear. “All I’m going to say is she doesn’t have a crush on you like I do.” You leaned back and Eric looked like a deer in headlights. You figured that was a good time to leave.
The next day, as you sat on the main steps of CHS, you listened to music in your headphones. Eric sat down next to you and placed his hand on your shoulder, alerting you of his presence. You looked at him and slid your headphones around your neck. “Hey,” You whispered and looked upon him kindly.
“Hey,” He returned. You rested your head on his shoulder and when he didn’t fight you on it your heart warmed. You just hoped the heat wouldn’t make you sweat. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Brandi getting out of her car and walking towards the building. Eric saw her too, but when he lifted your head and stared into your eyes you knew his attention was fully on you. Confused, your brow furrowed. “Don’t worry. She doesn’t have a crush on me like you do.”
Brandi walked by and even said “Hello” but you were both too lost in each other’s eyes to notice.