Always

13| Nervous

I spent the rest of my Saturday completing my shit ton of school work. When I was about halfway done, I decided to take a break and watch a movie with Lils. I did promise I'd make it up to her, and I never break promises, even the ones to myself.

We watched Luca, and we both teared up when he finally left for school, knowing that'll be us a few months from now. She then put on Moana that we had watched a million times together. We both fell asleep about halfway through.

I slept in on Sunday, and woke up around noon. I showered, ate a muffin, and went to tackle the last half of my assignments . I've tried to text Greyson to apologize to him for Friday night but I can't. My attempts end with my mind going blank and my phone being switched off. It happened at least thirty times and I eventually gave up on trying to say something, it was no use.

I'll say something to him in biology on Monday.

Yet, here we are, Monday morning in biology class, sitting next to Greyson and I haven't said a word. He hasn't said anything either, we haven't even spared each other any glances. It's so, awkward now with so much weird tension.

We always had tension between us, but this time was different, and I'm pretty sure we both can feel it. I'm wracking my brain, still trying to find something to say, so that things wouldn't feel so weird. Before I know it the bell rings and everyone starts packing up and shuffling out of the room.

It's been an hour already?

I turn to face Greyson who's already on his way out. I know that I won't have any other classes with him today, and if I don't say something now I most likely never will.

"Greyson." I call out.

He turns around, his stony cold expression unwavering as he answers, "Yeah?"

The way he says it is so seductive, maybe it's just in my head.

"Can I come over after school? To talk." I say hesitantly.

"I'm not sure that's a good idea-"

"Please?"

Woah, I actually said please to Greyson Reynolds. What the heck is this world coming to.

"Sure, meet me in the parking lot at 3:15," and then he's gone.

***

I've been a nervous wreck all day, and I swear to you that time has somehow sped up since first period. I'm not even sure when the bell rang for lunch, but I'm currently with Mya in the cafeteria at our usual table. I just had so much on my mind and she noticed it too.

"Ali, everything alright?" She asks.

"Yeah, no I'm good." I force a smile, she won't buy it, she never does.

"You look scared shitless and you zoned out before we even sat down. What's on your mind?"

"Dance captain called an emergency meeting after school and I'm nervous about it." I lie, it sounds convincing though.

"Oh, what for?" She asks curiously.

Dammit Mya, just take the bait.

"Not sure, some people think it's about casting." I shrug. "But it's definitely something important, Chelsea almost never calls meetings last minute like this."

"I think you'll be fine. You've been to every single practice. I'm absolutely positive that you're killing it." Mya says reassuringly.

"Thanks M. I'm not sure how long the meeting's gonna be though, so you don't have to wait for me. Chelsea offered me a ride home. She felt kinda bad for the short notice." I tell her, a small smile on my lips.

"Okay." she says, finally letting the issue go.

She continues to tell me about her plans for this weekend, and I give her my undivided attention.

***

When the last bell of the day rings indicating the end of school, my heart beat accelerates. I'm so nervous that my palms are a little sweaty. Why am I so nervous? I have no idea, it's not like I haven't been to his place before. I know that it's for a completely different reason this time, but I shouldn't be this nervous. Maybe because I never thought I'd see the day I'll be leaving from school with Greyson.

That's definitely why.

I'm glad he decided on meeting at 3:15. That gives enough time for most of the students, including Mya, to head home and not see us leave together. Because the parking lot is partially empty, I easily spot Greyson leaning against the passenger side of his black Mercedes. I notice that he's absentmindedly doing that jaw clenching thing again when I walk up to the car.

That is so hot omg.

"Hey." he says, his voice low. " Ready to go?" I nod in response.

He opens the door for me to get inside and I do. He closes it behind me before walking around to his side and getting in the car. We sit in silence for a moment after he puts on his seatbelt and I'm confused as to why we aren't moving.

"What is it?" I say clearly nervous.

"I'm not starting the car until you put your seatbelt on." he says plainly.

"Oh," Is all I can say before putting my seatbelt on. I never took him for the type to care about that sort of thing.

Here we go I guess.

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