teen tord (EW)

*you walk slowly into the principal’s office after getting caught playing games on your school Chromebook. Two kids sat in the chairs outside the office, one bitchy girl and a scrawny ego kid. You were forces to sit in between the two, the girl was on her phone while the guy next to you, scrolled through his crusty MP3 player. Almost all of his fingers had bandaids, his knuckles were red. He sided-eyed you, squinting his eyes and pulling out one of his headphones.* “…what are you looking at?”