Gunner’s list of people he didn’t really like was longer than most would probably expect - his dad was even included on there. But no one got particularly under his skin the same way Blake did. It was like he couldn’t emote anything but pure unadulterated distaste when they made eye contact from where Blake was walking past the Gunner sat on in the quad, their faux staring contest lasting all of a two seconds before he was flipping off the other boy half-heartedly and turning back to the book in his lap, “You’re bringing the rain,” he mumbled, pointing up to the sky once thunder rumbled through the air. @blakeknx










