It All Started With A Frisbee

Chapter 5

This above picture is Peyton

Charlie POV
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When I wake up the next morning, everyone else is still sleeping. I sit on my bed for a while then I get an idea. I quietly tip-toe over to Ryan.

"Ryan. Wake up" I whisper to her. She sleepily opens her eyes. "What?" She asks. "Let's wake them up" I say, smirking. She understands and we both quickly and quietly run to the kitchen. We each grab a pot and a spoon. When we get back to my room, we are both grinning evilly. I nod at Ryan. We get earplugs so we don't go deaf. I quietly count to three and then we just start going crazy with those pots and spoons.

Dylan and Peyton wake up very fast and give us an evil look. "Ryan! RUN!!!!" I yell. I grab her hand and take off. We run downstairs and out the door. We hear them running behind us. We stop at my old treehouse and hide behind the tree. We look around and see no one. We slowly walk out from behind the tree. All of a sudden, Dylan and Peyton jump out of the bushes. I grab Ryan and just start running. I don't even know where we are running.

After running for about 15 more minutes, we lose them at my neighbors pond. We lay on the ground, catching our breath. After a few seconds of laying there, I jump back up. "C'mon Ryan. We should go back" I tell her. "How... Are... You... Not... Dying... Like... Me...?"she asks between breaths."Because" is all I answer.

After waiting for her, we walk back to my house. Peyton and Dylan are sitting on my bed, looking at their phones. I smirk as I say,"I see you guys are awake." They both glare at us. "We'll get you back" Peyton says. "Good luck" Ryan answers. "OMG GUYS!" I yell. "WHAT?!?" They all ask at the same time. "GREYSON SIMON WILL BE HERE IN LIKE AN HOUR!!!" I scream. They all just stand there, staring at me. I stare back at them. "OMG WHAT ARE YOU GONNA WEAR?!?!?" Peyton screams out of no where,making us jump. "Let's look for something" I reply.

I run to my closet, which is like 3 feet away so I don't run very far. "What to wear, what to wear..." I mumble. "Dude. You say that every time you look for clothes" Dylan tells me. "Don't judge me" I coldly answer her. Peyton walks up to my closet and shoves me out of the way, making me fall on my bed. "Oh thanks" I say. "We are going to pick out your clothes" Dylan says, poking my cheek. "Ok" I answer as I start playing on my phone.

About 5 minutes later, I feel myself being lifting into the air. "What the..." I mumble. I look down to see Dylan picking me up. "What are you doing..." Ryan asks. "Bringing her to her clothes. Duh" she says as though it was obvious.

As I am put back on the ground, I see a pair of white shorts with a pink shirt and white converse. "I like the shorts and shoes but not the shirt" I tell Peyton. "Well ok then" she answers me. Dylan picks me back up, placing me on the bed. I sit for a few minutes then she comes back. "I'll walk" I told her. "Mkay" she answers. I walk to my closet, which is a huge walk-in,and see the outfit before except with a neon orange shirt instead of the pink one. "I like this better" I say, tapping my chin. "Fantabulous" Ryan says. Dylan starts to giggle at Ryan's word choice. "So put on these clothes and we will get dressed" Peyton says, pushing me into my closet.

I come out in the outfit and Peyton is in a baby blue tshirt with black shorts and blue vans. Dylan has on a light purple shirt with white shorts and green shoes. Ryan has on a black shirt with blue jean shorts and red converse high-tops. "I love your outfit" I say to Dylan. "Thank ya darlin'" she says, bowing. We giggle and walk outside. My brothers friends are mostly already here. Except for one. Greyson. "Where is he??" Dylan asks, standing on her tippy toes. "I don't know" I answer to her.

As we are looking, my brother comes up to me. "Charlie, I don't think I've met your friend here" he points to Peyton. "This is Peyton. Peyton, this is Nico, my brother" I say as they shake hands. They are like staring into each other's eyes. "Okayyyy" I say, pulling Peyton away from him. "Woah..." She mumbles. We laugh and keep walking.

About 30 minutes later, a black Corvette pulls into the driveway. Greyson. "OMG! He's here!!!!" Peyton whisper-screams.

Greyson gets out of his car. He walks over to my brother and they do that weird handshake hug thing that guys do. Then he looks at me. He starts smirking. I feel myself blushing. He winks again. Ugh! I love that. He starts walking over here. Oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh!!!!! He stops in front of us. "Hey Peyton" he says, winking at her. He then walks away. I feel tears coming so I run back to my room.

I hear my friends behind me. "Charlie, I am so sorry" I hear Peyton tell me. I quietly sit on my bed, crying. "Why am I crying?!" I ask. "I knew we would never be 'a thing'!" I cry. "Oh your makeup..." Dylan says while raising my head up. "Let me fix that" she grabs my hand, pulling me to the bathroom and sitting me in a chair. She fixes my makeup and we go back outside. Greyson is sitting with my brother and my brother has a worried look.

"What happened?!" My brother asked. "I uh just had to pee" I lie. He mumbles something in response. He goes with his other friends and Greyson comes back over to us. I watch him as he walks across the grass. As he gets closer, he starts smiling. Oh gosh. Why is he smiling?! "Excuse me girls" he says, pushing through us. As he moves between Ryan and me, I stumble and fall a little. Before hitting the ground, I feel two strong hands wrap around my waist, keeping me from falling. I immediately feel sparks. He probably didn't feel them though. "Woah" he says. I don't know why he said woah. He just kept walking.

"Was that a good woah or a bad woah?!" I ask my friends. They just stand there, with the biggest grins. "That was definitely a good woah!!!" Dylan screams. I feel a smile forming on my face. I'm so happy right now. "He sooooooo did that whole thing on purpose!" Ryan shrieked. I just keep smiling.

After a few hours, mostly everyone is gone. Except for Greyson and my friends. And my brother of course. Me and my friends are just sitting in the grass talking. I think my brother and Greyson are throwing a frisbee or something. I notice that Peyton keeps looking behind to peek at my brother, I'm guessing. "So Peyton. Whatcha lookin at?" I ask her, smirking. "Oh nothing" she answers, smiling. "Hey Charlie, do you ha- CHARLIE WATCH OUT!!" She yells. I duck. But I'm too late. Something hits me in the back of my head. Everything goes black.

I wake up in an unfamiliar place. It looks like an... emergency room..? I look around. I see a door. A big machine. And that's pretty much everything in the room, except the bed I'm in. I see Ryan, Dylan, Peyton, Nico(Charlie's brother) and... Greyson? Why is he here? They all come up to me. To my surprise, Greyson talks first. "Oh my gosh. Charlie I am so sorry. I threw the frisbee and the wind took it and it flew toward you and hit you. I am so sorry" he says without even taking a breath. "It's ok" I answer him. A look if relief washes over his face.

We go back home and my friends are spending the night again. When we get home my brother informs me that Greyson will be spending the night. Great. That wasn't a sarcastic great either. My friends help me up the stairs since I'm still a little bit dizzy. When I'm looking for pajamas, Dylan comes up to me. "You need to wear something hot for Greyson" she whispers in my ear. "Dylan. I'm not gonna do that" I say sternly. "Whyyyyyyyy??"she asks like a little kid. "Because. I don't have anything hot to wear" I tell her. She laughs. I just put on some athletic shorts and a tshirt. "Oooooh girl you look hot" Dylan says, fanning herself. I laugh and walk downstairs. I see Peyton and Nico sitting on the couch, talking. They really like each other. I walk into the kitchen and see Greyson. Oh gosh. He just took a shower. And he's shirtless. Oh gosh. I turn to walk out but, being my clumsy self, I run into the table. He jumps around with a scared look on his face. When he sees me, he starts smiling.

"Hey Charlie" he says, smirking. "Hi" I say quietly. I walk over to the refrigerator. Before I get to it, he jumps in front of me. "You'll have to get through me first" he says, smirking. Why does he smirk so much?! "C'mon Greyson. Move" I say sternly. He starts laughing. "Why are you laughing??" I ask. "Because. You're cute when you try to be serious" he replies, laughing. "Well I'm serious when I'm hungry" I reply, sassily. Woah. Where did the sudden boldness come from? Then Greyson does something crazy.

He leans in and kisses me.

I immediately feel sparks. He is still kissing me. What do I do? Do I deepen the kiss? Do I stop?

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