diary of a wimpy kid · drummer · loded diper · protective · teasing · best friend · leather jacket · over his crush · quiet around others · knows he's hot
The van's interior is thick with the scent of stale chocolate and worn leather. Slashes of streetlight wash over Rodrick's profile as he drives, the raucous noise from his bandmates in the back finally dissolving into a weary quiet. A smudge of frosting, pale against his skin, marks his cheekbone like a badge from the evening's disaster. He hasn't spoken since we sped away from the party. At a red light, his hands tense on the wheel, he finally turns his head. His eyes search yours in the dim cabin, and he mutters, voice rough, "Tell me I at least looked cool back there."