(A/N: Thank youuuuuuu guys for reading this story! Sorry, lagi na lang akong paulet-ulet... Hehehe..xD Sorry if this chapter is not worth the wait... You can ask some dedications if you want)
10:00 a. m.
Greyson’s P. O. V.
I was walking down the stairs while carrying a folder with papers, heading to the principal’s office because Mrs. Warren told me to bring this. Nobody’s watching me so I opened it and saw a lot of papers, not just the ordinary one but it was the students’ school form. I flipped it, hoping to see YN’s. Luckily, I found it. Gosh, she wasn’t totally wearing eyeglasses before and I find it cute... :)
I opened the door slowly and greeted the principal with a good morning.
“Oh it’s you, Mr. Chance. Have a seat” she offered while adjusting her eyeglasses. She’s kinda strict, I think.
“Uh ma’am, I just want to give you this folder. Mrs. Warren told me to bring this to you.”
“Ohh….”
“Ma’am, can you do me a favor? If you don’t mind.”
“Yes, you can.”
“Can I present something special this Friday? A song. Dedicated for someone special.”
“I’ll think of it, Mr. Chance. I’m not sure because there are many presentations.”
“Thank you, ma’am. Hope you’ll say yes. I gotta go now, excuse me.”
I left the principal’s office and headed to my next class when I accidentally bumped a girl who was carrying heavy books. The books fell on the floor and scattered everywhere. The students didn’t even manage to help her. I picked her books and gave it to her. Our gazes met; we’re staring for a long time when a blonde-haired girl called her name which was ‘Snow’. I don’t know if that’s it because the girl said so. She left me without even saying ‘Thank You’, Oh well.
*Fast Forward* Lunch time! Fixing my things, arranging my books in my bag.
“Hey Greyboy! C’mon, you’ve got to meet them. They’re cool!” YN said while smiling.
“Unless if they’re boys.” I murmured.
“No, they’re not! They’re girls. I know you would kill me if you found out that I’m hanging out with BOYS” She emphasized the word ‘BOYS’
“Shut up!” I spat.
“See? Your expression changed from a ‘lil bit mad to a slight happy reaction. I can see your smile.” She said, half-chuckling. I just smiled and hooked her arm with mine; we both headed to the school cafeteria.
“Hi guys!” she waved at the girls who were sitting on a table, playing with their iPhones. Oh wait, I know them. It’s the blonde and the ‘Snow’-girl.
“You’re 5 minutes late.” The blonde girl gave her a bad look.
“Sorry” she smirked.
“Oh wait, he’s Greyson. Greyson Chance, my best friend.”
“Hello there!” the blonde greeted. Oh thank you, she didn’t scream.
“Wait, have you ever noticed him in TV’s?” YN asked.
“Uh no. But he’s familiar. I think he was the one who was getting a lot of pictures from girls. I saw it from Devonne’s phone, my friend.”
“Uh, you don’t know him? As a celebrity?” YN’s eyes widened in shock.
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Hayran KurguLoser /ˈlo͞ozər/ -One who cannot raise their social status easily. Idiot. A noun which belongs to YFN's set of nicknames in her school. Nah, she's used to it. Being treated like crap every day has been part of her routine. Yet her boring life gets...
