Highschool // AU

[preciousgarbage]

Ugh.

It's cold. It's raining. A couple of her friends were supposed to pick her up over an hour ago, but it never happened. Things came up. They had to give someone else a ride instead. And what's-her-name is busy, and so-and-so probably fell asleep and that's why they're not answering their phone, and while Trixie may not be the most socially-conscious crayon in the box, she knows how to take a fucking hint.

So here's the problem: squishing down her self-pity has become secondary to the fact that a torrential downpour threatens to melt her like a piece of candy if she stands out in it for more than a few seconds. She was waiting for a bus, but the app says the bus is running a half-hour late, probably because of the weather. She knows this because she has been staring at her phone for the last ten minutes or so, desperately hoping that the large, boozed-up guy next to her would stop trying to start a conversation and let her huddle under the two-foot overhang in peace.

She keeps looking up and down the road, as if a bus would magically materialize for her... But after he asks for the second time what school she goes to, she starts looking for basically anything to make the situation less of an epic cringe-fest.