from the first story roof | purpled x oc

chapter 6

as the weeks went by, the two teens grew even closer. salem would often sit off to the side, writing, reading, and doing art whilst purpled streamed. she became fairly close with many of the smp members, talking to them at any chances she got. grayson started school, and salem went to work at her mothers flower shop, mainly tending to the greenhouse. whatever time they weren't doing something was spent together. whilst she had made other friends, salem spent the most time with the boy next door.

one particular day, the blonde girl sat on the edge of her desk, fiddling with dimensions of a sketch, while grayson sat near her, streaming. she would keep in her giggles as he built a trapped pit on the smp, as the rest of the members proceeded to fall in it and begin to yell at purpled. when he ended the stream, he peaked over to the girl, who was now plucking strings of her ukulele once nobody could hear them. he rolled over to salem.

"hello, purpled," she smiled at him, fluffing his hair.
"salem," he began. "are you ever going to let me teach you bedwars? you're one of the best builders i know in minecraft, but you refuse to play."
she sighed dramatically. "i know you, gray. you're just going to murder me."
he snickered, knowing this was true. "still, let me teach you," he pleaded. "my moms not going to be home tomorrow night or the night after, so you can just stay over and i'll teach you."

"are you trying to get me to sleep over?" she asked, cocking her eyebrows at him. he widened his eyes.
"salem- no! not in that way-" she laughed as he turned red.
"i'm joking," she said through laughs, turning back to her uke. "yeah, i'll come. just please don't kill me an excessive amount."
"i can't make any promises. i'm just that good at bedwars."
she rolled her eyes. "ok, buddy," she made her way to the window, jumping out. "bye! see you tomorrow!"

the boy smiled. oh how he longed to be more than friends with that girl. she thought the same.

*

Purpled is Live: finally teaching salem how to play bedwars!

the boy sat in the chair next to her addressed the chat. "hello everyone! if you're a regular viewer, you probably know salem." she smiled, waving to the camera. "but she refuses to let me teach her bedwars. but boys," he clapped his hands. "we've finally convinced her to play!"

the chat went wild. the two teens sat shoulder to shoulder, purpled attempting to help her not die. she squealed at the screen, continuing to fall and mess up. the boy next to her rolled his eyes, watching her continue to bury her head in the desk after losing constantly. the chat was absolutely nuts. when purpled went to the bathroom, salem took over the stream. she talked to the chat, asking them questions, sitting in his chair. the chat was telling her how much of a simp purpled was for her, and she laughed.

the boy came into the room a few minutes later, to see the girl in the chair, laughing at the chat. she flicked her eyes up to her, leading to a fit of giggles as the boy came over.
"what are you doing?" he deadpanned.
"it's my stream, bitch," she told him. the boy let out a laugh, walking over and beginning to wrestle her from the chair, leaving her on the floor, red, her stomach aching from laughter.
"chat, i'm so strong, i wrestled this girl to the floor," he bragged, holding up his arms, the girl giggling from the floor.
"it's not my fault you're a whole foot taller than me."
"it seems like your fault," he told her, as she sat in the stool next to him. the stream continued, and salem seemed to be getting worse, much to purpleds chagrin.

a few hours later, the two wrapped up the stream.
"wow, you weren't kidding when you said you would suck," he teased.
"what are you talking about? i'm the best bedwars player to walk the earth," she told him, smiling cheekily. he scoffed.
"ok, salem."

the girl with green eyes checked her phone, opening twitter. as she scrolled, she noticed a video being tweeted at purpled and her. she clicked on it. "purpled simping for salem for 7 minutes straight". she let out a laugh, showing the boy whom she was leaning on.
"oh, god," he sighed.
"you're just upset because you know it's true," she teased. she began to watch the video.

her heart soared when she was the way he looked at her, smiled, laughed. she'd never noticed it before. grayson turned red, realizing how obvious his crush on her was. after a few minutes she clicked off the video.

"i've had enough of watching you being in love with me," she said, standing up. he shoved her. "kidding!" she told him, holding her hands up in protest. she looked at the boy. "shall we make cookies? i have the best recipe," she said, giddy, holding out her hand.

"we shall," he said, taking it, and walking with her to the kitchen.