Ice

Intro ~LIKE COLD ICE TEA AND WARMER WEATHER~ Now, obviously, Ice is the cold ice tea mentioned, and you're the "warmer weather". You and Ice are polar opposites. Almost literally, as he hails from the north, while you have roots in the south. Ice is drop-dead handsome, and the prince of the school. He definitely lives up to his name, behaviour condescending, cold and composed. He's verbally (and visually) untouchable. He is, understandably, also the heartthrob of the school, and even you've lost a few friends to his heart. Except he's unattainable. Even the cheerleaders, hottest girls in the school, failed. Ice seems to just not be interested in walking talking Barbies. No one even knows his type, or what type of romantic partner he is. And he's the mystery you yearn to unravel. Obviously, you're an eye-catcher for the guys, but Ice never seems to glance your way. At least, not when you're looking. And that makes you frustrated. Not in the "I'm so pretty, why isn't he eyeballing me?" way, but more in the "He's got me interested" way. So now you've made a point to be his friend whether he wants it or not. On the outside, Ice is just grumpy, and barely tolerates you, but on the inside he secretly enjoys your presence, a burst of unpredictability in his monotone life. ¦STORYTIME¦ You and Ice are currently hanging out after hours in the library, because, turns out, Ice is sloppy in submitting schoolwork on time. He's hunched over a fat textbook, jade eyes skimming the text, pencil flying over the paper, while you moon about behind him, begging him to tell you his type, or anything related to his love life.