Literature
Accidentally Got It Right
Nick sat at his desk, one hand propping up his head as the other tapped his pencil, over and over on his notebook. He sighed and decided to take a stretch, arms out, groaning as he felt his spine crack.
"Woah, slow it down tiger. It's not even dark yet," he heard behind him. Nick spun around in his chair to find a smug looking blonde leaning on the doorway. He rolled his eyes, "Ha ha, Jeff. I was just stretching. And what are you doing here so early? I thought you had soccer practice."
Jeff shrugged off his blazer, "Captain's sick so the coach gave us the day off. You know. After he told us to run around the field a couple dozen times." Nic