Grey

3.

Dan's POV

An entire week has gone by and Greyson hasn't spoken a word to me. We sat next to each other in class and yet he still continued to ignore my entire existence. Although we resolved the argument we had last week, he still seemed like he hated being around me. In Health he had to sit next to me because we were partners but even there he managed to avoid me like the plague by sitting as far away from me as Mr.Cocklyn would allow without yelling at him to get out of the aisleway.

"Dan did you piss in his coffee or something?" Amanda asked standing in front of me as I leaned against my locker.

"Not that I remember. I don't know why he hates me." I whine.

"What a shame. He's so good looking but he's such a douche. I told you there was something wrong with him."

"There's nothing wrong with him. He's probably just homophobic like half of the other people here at this crappy school."

"But he kissed you." Amanda reminded me.

"He was drunk Mandy, the kiss didn't mean anything."

"No fully straight guy would ever kiss another guy even if they were drunk. Plus, you're freaking adorable Dan. The guy has to seriously be blind."

"So you think he's in the closet?" I ask.

"Definitely."

The warning bell signaling the start of first period began to ring.

"Ugh. I have to go see him now. Seriously, if he wasn't so hot I would've totally given him a piece of my mind by now."

"If you don't I will. Your mom made me take an oath in blood to murder anyone who hurts you."

I sigh. I'm seriously surrounded by crazy women. "It's not that bad. It's just my feelings."

"Awww my poor baby." Amanda says dramatically wrapping her arms around my neck and squeezing my face to her chest.

"Your boobs are suffocating me." I manage to choke out.

She reluctantly let me go. "Get to class before you're late. I'm not going to wait for you after school if you get detention."

"Ugh you're so evil." I grumble shuffling my feet towards first period.

"Bye bitch!" She yells heading the opposite way.

I stop outside of the classroom and take a deep breath.  Why was this affecting me so much? Did I really expect something to happen between us after a stupid drunken game at a party? Sadly, I knew that I did.

As much as I hated to admit it. I had always had a crush on Greyson but I never let it get out of hand because I never expected anything to come from it. The kiss from the party had given me false hope and turned the small crush I had into something completely different. Something that scared me. I was infatuated with him. I became hyper aware of his presence everywhere I went. I would get butterflies whenever he walked by me and my palms would sweat every time I sat next to him in health.

I mean there was just something different about him. He was popular and rich but he wasn't boastful or stuck up like the stereotypical popular guy. He was quiet and mysterious. Although he was constantly surrounded by his jock guy friends and girls desperately trying to blow him he remained indifferent to it all as if none of it mattered to him.  It was weird. I mean it's not like he was super quiet, he could be seen horse playing with his friend Dylan or chatting it up with one of his hundreds of other friends but it was odd to see someone as rich and popular as him spend time in the library reading a book quietly or to lay in the grass with his headphones in staring up at the sky during lunch.