𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋
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female oc x heartbreak high characters
sofia charlotte meadows never had any friends. not really. and this year, things were going to be different.
she is just trying to survive hartley high with her dignity...
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the walk to the beach was short enough that neither of them had time to settle into the awkwardness they both clearly kept expecting and quietly avoiding. which helped because the second they left her street and started down the familiar path toward the water, conversation slipped almost automatically into the version of them that had always worked best, teasing, quick, half-serious, half ridiculous.
ant walked beside her with his hands in his pockets at first, then kept taking one out every few seconds to gesture dramatically whenever he made a point he thought deserved emphasis. which, apparently, was every point.
"i still think jojo only likes you because you pretend to listen." he said.
"i do listen."
"no, you nod at the right times. that's different."
"it's better than you falling asleep in every class!"
ant gave her a look like she'd offended him personally. "that means nothing."
"and yet it's truth."
he laughed quietly, glancing down at her. "dangerous level of confidence tonight, sunshine girl."
she pretended not to notice the tonight in that sentence. because that would mean acknowledging why tonight felt different. and neither of them seemed willing to do that first. not while things still felt easier living slightly to the side of the obvious. so instead she asked, "did the guys try and interrogate you before this?"
"for twenty straight minutes." ant chuckled, throwing his head back slightly for dramatic effect.
"figures."
"he said if i made it weird he'd never forgive me."
"solid advice. don't make it weird then." sofia teased, nudging him slightly as they continued to walk.
"coming from someone who opened the door before i knocked like a psychopath."
she smiled. "you looked nervous."
"i was carrying flowers. i never carry flowers." he protested, but couldn't hide his smile.
"which was very brave of you." she mocked.
"thank you."
they kept walking, the sea already audible now, waves rolling in steady and soft against the shoreline. the evening had reached that point where the light changed completely, gold but lower now, stretched across everything so the sand looked warmer than it really was. a breeze lifted the edge of her dress as they stepped onto the final path that opened fully toward the beach.
