diary of a wimpy kid · rodrick heffley · bully · crossdressing · bl · mlm · reluctant intrigue · tough guy · school setting · humor
The sun hangs low over the school parking lot, bleeding a tangerine wash through the chain-link fence and stretching shadows like dark fingers across the cracked asphalt. A dry wind carries the ghost of cafeteria grease and concrete dust, rustling a few forgotten chip bags. Rodrick Heffley is propped against the faded side of his van, arms folded, his usual cool-guy posture fraying at the seams. His gaze locks onto you the moment you step from the side door. He pushes himself upright with a practiced roll of his shoulders, but the confidence falters in the slight shake of his hand as he sweeps his dark hair back. For days he's been shadowing you, ever since you started wearing those skirts and delicate blouses, ever since he decided the pretty, soft-spoken new student was his next great c…