Perks of Being a Grier (A Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Chapter 47

Nash's POV

After Sky goes to bed, I sit down and talk to mom.

"How's the party planning going?" She asks me excitedly.

"Good. It's a lot of work." I say.

"Yeah. I know. Do you have everything?"

"Yep. All the food is in the basement at dad's house, and so is the party decorations."

"Anything else you need to do?"

"Yeah. I still have to make a few phone calls." I say smiling.

"Do you think they'll be able to make it?" Mom asks.

"I'm sure they wouldn't miss it." I say before pulling out my phone and dialing Gilinsky's number.

"Hey Nash!" I hear Jack shout on the other end of the phone. "What's up?"

"Paige's birthday is on Friday and I was wondering if you guys would like to fly out here for the weekend and surprise her."

"Sure! I'll tell the guys and get a plane booked."

"Okay thanks!"

"Bye bro." He says and hangs up.

Next I proceed to call the rest of the guys and Mahogany, informing them about the party and each of them resulting in a ticket booked headed for here. I walk upstairs and tip toe past Paige's room. The light is still on, so I peek inside.

There I see her passed out on her bed, with her guitar on the foot of her bed and sheets of music all around her. I smile and turn off the lights. Then I walk to my room and fall asleep.

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Paige's POV

I wake up to the annoying sound of my alarm going off. After hitting snooze for a good 15 minutes I finally get up and get ready for another day at school.

All day at school was the same as yesterday. They'd stop their conversations when I would walk by in the halls. Amber seemed to keep quiet all day, which believe me, that is not normal for her.

Nash took me to our dad's and we both did our homework. After about an hour, I went back up into my room and continued on working on a new cover.

I decided to do How to Save a Life by Secondhand Serenade. I grew up loving that song, and I have known the guitar chords since I started playing.

I practice over and over again, making little improvements to my playing and singing here and there. Once it began to flow naturally I decided to play it through once before recording it. I started strumming the intro when I heard a knock on my door and Hayes walks into my room. Suddenly a horrible smell of body odor and sweaty socks fills the room.

"Ew! What the hell, Hayes!?" You smell like you slept in a pile of roadkill overnight."

"Well thanks. That's what football practice will do to ya." He says as he begins to walk over to my bed.

"I swear to god if you take one more step into my room I will personally drag you outside and hose you down until you don't smell like dead deer shit anymore."

And that's when he tested my will.

I stand up and lunge at him. I catch him by the waist and, with struggle, lift him up and over my shoulder. I struggle getting down ther stairs without breaking something, but I make it to the patio doors and push them open. I drop Hayes after making sure he can't get to the patio doors before I can get a chance to spray him, and run over to the hose.