Chapter 3

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It was almost 9 and I sat in my room touching up a couple of my pictures for my presentation tomorrow when I hurt a loud peck out my window.
I look out and see Grayson in my back yard and I head outside, grabbing my camera.

"Hey cutie, nice camera." Grayson laughs.

"Thanks. And what do you want?" I ask annoyed.

"I was thinking maybe we could hang out.." Grayson says getting too close for my comfort.

I back up, "okay. Maybe we could go skateboarding. But I'd have to change first.."

Grayson look inpatient, "okay. Hurry up and I'll grab my skate board."

I hurt inside and change into some ripped jeans, a 1975 t-shirt, and some black Jordan's and pull my hair out of its ponytail and put another coat of mascara on, grab my skate board and meet Grayson back outside.

"C'mon loser." I say taking off on my skateboard.

Soon Grayson was trailing behind me we stop at bus stop and just sit there on the bench, talking about random things.

"I like your earrings." I laugh.
"I like your face." Grayson smirks.
BLUSHING! oh shit. I'm glad it's dark out here.
Grayson leans into me.
Is he trying to kiss me?!
He looks from my eyes to my lips.
Yep I think he's trying to kiss me.
I shoot up and ran.
I ran as fast as my feet would carry me.
Once I got through the front for to my house, I pounded up the stair and closed and locked my room door.
Then I realized.. I left my skateboard..
Shit.

I walked into my bathroom, closed and locked that door, started getting the shower warm, ripped off my close, and hopped in.

When I walked out of my shower I didn't recognize myself. My mascara was smudge every where and my eyes were full of confusion..
I take a makeup wipe and wipe away all the left over makeup.

I changed into Nike pro shorts, a t-shirt that was one size too big, and fuzzy socks and headed down stairs.

"You okay honey?" My mom asked concerned.
"I guess so, why?"
"Grayson dropped off your skateboard. He said you left it. It's outside by the front door."
I ran to the front door and opened the door and there was.. Ethan?
He looked like he was going to knock on the door.
"Oh. Uh. Mel, I saw you run home and I was just wondering if you were ok..?"
"Y-yeah I'm okay. Um, do you want to come in?"
"Nah, it's okay. Tomorrows Thursday and we need to get our sleep but we can text? But I'm gonna need you number." Ethan winks.
I laugh and add my number into him phone.
"Thanks. I'll be sure to use it." He winks once again and chuckles at my blushing.
"Okay okay. Gooo!" I laugh halfway pushing him out the door.
"I wanna hug first."
"Ugh fineeeee." I drag, wrapping my arms around him as he wraps his strong, warm arms around me.
I try to pull away but he has a tight grip.
"Goodnight beautiful" he mumbles in my ear, making me smile.
"goodnight ethannnnnn" I giggle, letting go.

I close the door as he walks away.
I turn to see my mom grinning at me.
"What?!"
"Nothing. Nothing. Go get some sleep it's 11 o'clock and you have school tomorrow." She laughs kissing me goodnight.
"Night mom. Love you!" I scream as I run upstairs.
And all she does is laugh.
..wow. Wonder what's making her boat float. We haven't been this way in ages.

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