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To say that I was shocked by his answer was an understatement. No words may describe what I felt that exact moment. I know what you guys are thinking. "YOU AND GREYSON ARE BACK TOGETHER!!!!!" HA! No. What I told him was that I needed time to think but of course he put on his best puppy dog face (that NO ONE and I mean NO ONE can resist) and begged to stay as friends. Well you know me, forgiving and all those nice stuff, obviously I said yes.
And I thought it was just going to be a normal day of chilling and talking casually as friends but for Greyson, it was the exact opposite. He was trying to vindicate in every possible way that he can to show me that he loves me. You might think it's sweet (well yeah I admit it is) but it gets embarrassing sometimes. You know how I don't like being in the spotlight much and he stirs me right in the middle of it! But every time he comes up with a rose or any sweet gesture, my heart softens and beats rapidly, slowly opening up to him.
Okay, okay I'll cut the crap. I already forgave him and admitted to myself that I love him too. You obviously know that. I was supposed to tell him that I forgave him and I felt the same way but this bitch just comes and flirts with Greyson RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE like, WHAT THE HELL BITCH?! Okay, sorry for cussing. But, come on! It was just so annoying! The way she'd flip her dyed blonde hair, and how she leaves some of the buttons unbuttoned to show enough of her fake boobs, and she's wearing more makeup than a clown! Wouldn't call that beauty, if I were you. So I just rolled my eyes and walked away.
I was standing in front of my locker, getting everything I need for free period. I'm planning to study for the finals. I still am a dork, you know. All of a sudden, the b-word slams her hand on the locker beside mine.
Poor locker. You got bitch germs on you. I feel sorry for your owner. I thought.
"Look, Hermione, You better stay away from MY Greyson. Get it?" Said the b-word or from what I heard her name was Nicole.
"And why would I do that?" I said as I closed my locker. I had one eyebrow up and a hint of smirk playing at my lips.
"If you don't, I swear you're gonna rue not doing so." I rolled my eyes at this.
"How childish can this be? What you gonna do? Smash the windows of my car? Set my hosue on fire? Start rumors about me being a slut? Turn everyone against me? Well, NEWSFLASH! Who's going to believe you? You're just a newbie here, girl. I've been here my whole life and everyone knows who the real me is. So I suggest you run along and find another guy to have sex with." I know I sound bitchy but hey, we need to be once in a while. And it was fun! Hehe.
She was at loss for words. I won. I flipped my hair over my shoulder and strutted off to the library. I heard her grunt in frustration. Hermione always wins. It's in my blood, dude.
There are times when I don't want to think about Greyson or Jared. But I feel like the angels are against me. I would sometimes look up and see a boy who I thought was Greyson but turns out, he wasnt. The same thing happens over and over again but sometimes it was Jared's face. Or maybe while I'm reading Greyson or Jared's name would pass by and I would look back and check but it wasn't, it was just close to their names. It's like they're ubiquitous. Ugh. I can't finish studying if it goes on like this! I packed my bag and walked out of the library.
Before I go outside to the parking lot, I close my eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to get a bit of tranquility in me. But then something hit me............................................
The bell just rang but no one was in the hallways. Right now feels like one of those movies scenes. (I can't explain it lol) I just shrugged and walked out the door. But you wouldn't believe what I was seeing.
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Diversos[sequel to Mystery Guy In The Treehouse] The secret's been out. Greyson and Hermione were the mystery peeps in the treehouse. But suddenly, Greyson becomes a jerk and became a manwhore. Hermione unravels the reason why and soon enough Greyson soften...