(Hi guys I discovered this unfinished story so Ive decided I'll be finishing it per my grade 8 visions. This is so cringe Im so sorry. I'm keeping the 8th grader tone. Im really sorry.)
Britanny's POV
Grayson clears his throat. "Nah, Ethan's talking to Madison. I wouldn't do my brother like that."
You'd fuck her if you could... I thought to myself. I glance over to Madison, and she's laughing at something Ethan said. She has pearly, straight teeth, and long dark brown hair. I wish I looked like that. "Anyways... back to this project." I say, before I begin spiraling in the middle of class.
I skim the list of given options, and Grayson points at "Car racing simulator". "Can we do this one?", he asks.
"Are you into cars?" I question.
"Yeah.", he replies. "You've seen my car?"
"A couple times. You drive an M5 comp right?"
Grayson's eyes widen. "Woah... how do you know what that is?"
"Because I can read badges?" I retort, jokingly. "Joking. I know a thing or two, not too much."
Grayson chuckles, "But yeah. I've been into cars all my life. Ever since I was rolling toy tractors around on play mats."
I am about to respond, when the teacher hushes the class. "Oh yeah. One more thing, this is going to be due at the end of the term, so I'll give you guys class time here and there to work on it. However, we will still be going forward with material as per the syllabus."
The class gets noisy again, and I turn back to the paper. Grayson continues talking. "Anyways that pretty cool that you like cars."
I'm not really sure what to say because I've never seen Grayson be so friendly with me. It made my heart beat a little faster than usual. NO. I turn away, and say, "Back to the project!"
Soon, the bell rings and school is over. I'm walking in the halls until suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder. Low and behold it is the one and only Grayson Dolan.
"Wanna come see my car?"
And just like that, I am walking to the parking lot with Grayson. I feel like I don't even need to mention the outraged looks I got from Ciara and Katherine, when I passed them in the hall.
Grayson clicks his key fob and the lights blink on a black BMW M5. I immediately notice the carbon fiber side view mirrors, and custom rims. "Oh shit, that's sick." I gasp.
Grayson chuckles. "Thanks man." He pauses. "Do you want a ride home?"
"Uhhh", I say awkwardly. Internally, I am screaming: DO I WANT A RIDE HOME IN A M5 COMP?! YES?? DUH. THAT'S SO FUCKING COOL. But at the same time, do I want to deal with the social consequences of getting into Grayson's car? I can already feel the glares and smirks from people in the halls the next day.
FUCK IT YES.
I nod quickly, smiling.
"Alright get in." Grayson says, as he climbs into the drivers seat.
The car lets out a low grumble as he turns on the engine. THIS IS SO FUCKING COOL. I look over, and notice it's an automatic. "Imagine driving an M5 comp and it's not even manual..." I joke.
"Automatic is more convenient for when I have ladies in the passenger seat. If you know what I me-"
"Please shut up." I sigh.
"That's no way to speak to someone giving you a free ride. Should I make you pay for this later?" He winks.
BARF BARF BARF BARF BARF. I crumple into my seat and bury my face in my hands.
"Relax, I'm just kidding." He smiles. "Can you give me directions?"
"Yeah...", I reply.
Grayson drops me off at my house. I thank him and wave as he pulls out of the driveway. He waves back, and drives away.
I walk up to my door, only to be greeted by an angry mother. "Who was that? Boyfriend? Going out with boys?", she floods me with questions.
"No, mom. My classmate. We had a project in class so they just dropped me off after.", I reply quietly.
She looks at me suspiciously and huffs.
I run up the stairs and quickly go to my room. I sigh as I close the door. Yes! Narrowly avoided a lecturing!
Ding!
My phone rings. I take it out of my pocket. It's a text from a number I do not have saved.
Grayson: Hey it's Grayson
Oh yeah, I gave him my number for the group project.
Britanny: Hi
Grayson: I was thinking we get the project done in the next 3-4 weeks so we can chill for the rest of the term
Grayson: What's your email I'll create a shared folder
Britanny: LOL I tell myself I'll finish stuff way ahead of time, then it never happens. But sure it's briLe23@gmail.com
Grayson: Loll
Ding!
*Gmail - Grayson Dolan has shared a folder with you*
Grayson: Did you get it?
Britanny: Yeah
I wait a minute or two, and he doesn't respond. I put my phone down on my desk and change into my inside clothes. Wearing outside clothes on my bed is WRONG! I leap into my bed and groan. "AGHHH WHY IS HE SO EASY TO TALK TO!", I squeal. "I'M SUPPOSED TO HATE HIM!! HE'S A TOTAL MAN-WHORE! AGHHH!!"
I sit up and stare blankly at my wall. It's over for me. I've been grasped, drawn, into Grayson Dolan's charm. "FUCK!" I yell into my pillow.
(ill come back later to finish this)
THE END OF CHAPTER 4!!!
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