Chapter 3

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Grayson looked out the window, they just left Laurens house to go pick up Asher from football. "Are we almost there?" Grayson groaned impatiently "I gotta pee,"

"No we're not almost there, I've only been driving for five seconds." Lauren rolled his eyes.

Grayson let out an exaggerated sigh and tapped his knees, clearly bored. "So what we gonna do at your house?" He asked still looking out the window. Lauren responded with a shrug and a 'i don't know'

They soon arrived at the schools football field where Asher was practicing. Grayson opened the car door, "where you going?" Lauren asked raising his eyebrows.

"I gotta pee, I'll be back with Asher," Grayson said unbuckling his seatbelt. He got out and slammed the car door behind him. Shoving his hands in his pocket he started walking towards the field. He hoped the football team was still practicing so he could go into the locker room bathroom since there wasn't any other unlocked ones.

Grayson peaked into the field and saw it was empty besides from some cheerleaders packing up. Shit, he thought, he pulled out his phone to text Asher.

'Is it possible i could sneak in the locker room to piss??' Grayson texted

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'Ya hold on' Asher replied

Grayson waited outside the boys locker room until Asher opened the door. Asher opened the door letting him in, mostly cause he knew the other football players were absolute dicks.

"Ew who let the fag in?" Tanner said from the bench, Grayson stiffened but ignored him.

"Your more of a fag then him, we all see the way you see your stares when were changing" Asher responded flipping Tanner off. Grayson pushed past Asher to get to the bathroom. He hated guys, they're all dicks.

He finished up and walked out. One of the guys said something to him, probably something rude, he ignored it. He should've just pissed his pants, jeez.

He had his eyes shut, which was stupid, and he ended up bumping into someone. "Shit im sorry, i wasn't paying attention to where i was going," Grayson stepped back, embarrassed. Even more embarrassed when he realized it was Marceline.

"Uh you're good," she smiled awkwardly. He just looked at her making her just looked back. "Are you like new to the football team or something?" She looked confused.

"Oh uh, im picking up my friend, i just had to use the bathroom" He looked away from her breaking eye contact. "Uh i like your shirt,"

"My cheer uniform..?" Marceline raised her eyebrow.

"Wait i meant your hair, the highlights are really pretty," He smiled awkwardly.

"Oh, thanks! My coach is trying to make me get rid of them." She said annoyed and crossing her arms.

"Really? Thats stupid, dont do it,"

"Yeah," Marceline smiled, she was glad someone agreed with her. "I have to bring this to my friend, thats why i was out here, maybe ill see you around."

Grayson nodded, "wait uh could i maybe get your number or like snap-" he said awkwardly. Marceline stared at him for a moment, hesitant but she pulled out her phone. Graysons eyes widened, he didnt except a yes at all.

Revenge was what was on Marcelines mind, she dont know why but when Grayson asked for her number she got an idea. She smiled at him before going back into her locker room. "I have an idea to get back at Austin!" Marceline announced to her friends as soon as she was back in the locker room.

"What? What is it?" Anne asked her pulling a shirt over her head.

"Some guy just asked for my number, if i make it seem like i was cheating on Austin with him im set!" She exclaimed.

"Who asked what?" Hailey asked raising her eyebrows.

"Uh i dont know his name, but hes that trans guy from your science class, itll make Austin extra mad if i cheated on him with a nobody!!" Marceline said like she was the smartest person on the planet.

"Girl thats pretty fucked up," Ferris frowned at her.

"Yeah and funny," Gwen said smiling "totally do it"

Marceline sat on the bench and pulled out her phone, wanting to get revenge already. She unblocked Austin's number and began typing.

"I dont give a shit u were with some slut when we were together i was cheating on you most of the time." She sent it, it didnt make the slightest sense and she cringed rereading it after it was sent.

She didnt get a reply. Marceline felt gross she didn't want to use Grayson like this, but she was mad, and felt she had no other choice.

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