The Art of Pretending

Chapter Twenty

Blair POV.
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   The car ride was silent until we pulled into a small diner's parking lot.

   "Umm guys?" They turn around and I gesture to my outfit. I'm wearing Grayson's oversized shirt and boxers.

   "Oh" was Noah's reply. Carter gets out of the car and opens the truck. He moves things around until he pulls out a pair of sweatpants and flip flops. He opens the door and tosses them to me. I wiggle and put them on.

"I look like a man" I comment.

"A homeless man" Noah adds on, I give him the finger.

"Be nice to her" Carter defends. We walk into the diner. It's super cute and old fashioned. I'm surprised I've never heard about it before. When we walk in, an old lady gasps and pulls the boys into a hug.

"My boys!" She smiles, they return the hug. She turns her head and her smile widens when she sees me. "You guys brought a girl! Whose girlfriend is this? You guys have never brought a girl here, she must be one of your girlfriends. A very special lady." She babbles on, the boys laugh.

"She's Grayson's girl, Nana." Noah says.

"Oh Grayson! Where is that sweet boy?"

"He'll probably be here soon." Carter says. She leads us to a small booth in the corner. Carter and Noah slide in opposite sides. I slide in, next to Noah.

Nana smiles, eyes glazing over me, examining me. "You are a very beautiful girl."

"Thank you" I blush. The door of the diner swings open and Grayson storms in.

"Not cool guys" He walks up to us, "Hi Nana." He gives her a hug before sliding into the booth next to Carter.

"You weren't invited" Noah narrows his eyes at him.

"You came into my room, stole Blair, and expected me to just ignore that."

"Why does it matter if we stole Blair?" Carter raises an eyebrow at him.

"She's my, umm."

"You're what?" Noah asks, "If you say girlfriend, I will punch you. Don't think we forgot you slept with Ashlyn yesterday."

"She's my friend" he finishes looking down, embarrassed.

"Friend" I say more to myself. He hears this and looks up. He's about to say something, but he's smacked in the head.

"Oww, what the fff..."

"You boy are very stupid" Nana shakes her head and looks at me. "You're too pretty for him, sweetheart."

"We're just friends" I give a small fake smile. Grayson picks up on this and narrows his eyes.

"Bullshit" Carter mumbles

"I don't understand kids these days. Anyways, what can I get y'all."

We all give her our orders, and she walks away to the kitchen. We sit in awkward silence.

   "Ok, what's your deal?" Grayson asks all of us.

   "You slept with Ashlyn, and then you sleep with Blair." This was Carter.

   "Well, we didn't actually like sleep sleep together." I defend

   "Doesn't matter" says Noah. "Friends don't hangout everyday and sleep with each other, and then tell their family and friends that 'even if I'm not dating her now doesn't mean I won't be dating her soon'" He lowers his voice mocking Grayson.