Saterday morning
I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. I thought I would get to know the kid next door. It's now 10:30 and I got out of bed and walked to my bathroom.
I thought if I should wash my hair or not fuck it ima wash my hair.
I jumped into the shower and showered. I got out and blow dried my hair and walked to my closet.
I put on black Nicky Minaj shorts and a crop top on. I went back into my bathroom and plug my straightener in. My hair is super curly and he probably doesn't want to see it in the morning.
I went to my vanity and put mascara on and heard the beep for my straightener when I was done. I went in the bathroom and did my job. I got out looked in the mirror and felt proud.
I was about to walk out the door when all the thoughts about being bullied came into my head. Am I making a mistake by going over there? Is he just gonna hurt me, they always hurt me. I thought about it for a long time and then walked out my house.
It's now or never. Maybe we could actually be friends. I need a friend. But once school starts who am I kidding he won't want to be my friend.
I walked up to his door and nocked. I heard running and someone answered the door but it wasn't the boy from yesterday it was someone I hated most, luke answered the door.
Luke- eww what the fuck are you doing here? Why are you wearing that you look like a slut.
Me- *no words*
Luke- grayson doesn't want you he saw you yesterday and told me how ugly you are and how fat you look, he said he didn't want anything to do with you.
Me- okay...
Hears footsteps
Graysons pov
I heard a nock at the door I was gonna get it but luke said he would get it so I let him. It's been like 5 minutes and I wanted to know who it was so I got up and walked to the door. When I got there it was that girl from yesterday she looked so pretty. I just wanted to take her by the hand and hold her close.
Me- hey
Girl- I'm sorry I was just leaving
Me- wait why?
Girl- because I made a mistake coming here
Me- but what's your name
Luke- that's Michelle I'm positive you don't want to hang around her she is a player and a slut and no one likes her
Me- oh well bye then
Michelle- bye.. then she ran back to her house.
How could someone so gorgeous be so deceiving
Me and luke just hung out all day it was finally dinner so we went to get pizza.
Michelles pov
I wanted to cry but I heald it in. I decided to call my one and only friend angel. She doesn't go to my school she is home schooled. I miss.
(Ang=angel phone call)Ang- aye girl what's good
Me- not much can we go get pizza or ice cream, I need a friend.
Ang- of course anything for my sister on my way.
Me- see you soon sis
I wait like 10 seconds and she was at my door. She only lives like in front of my house. We walked to pizza Hut and saw someone I didn't want to see. Grayson and luke eating dinner. Angel looked at me confused.
Me- long story let's just sit far away from them two
Angel- if the waiter puts us far away from them sis
Me- ugh right
Waiter- right this way
He lead us to the table right next to grayson and luke. We met eyes for 30 seconds but I looked away.
Ang- hey its okay we can survive this
Me- I hope so
Graysons pov
I was in pizza Hut waiting for me and Luke's food, we just ordered. I was starving. I couldn't get Michelle out of my head. Speaking of Michelle she walked through the door I couldn't stop staring she was so beautiful.
Luke- what are you stating at?
Me- nothing just that hot waiter
Luke- yeah she was hot, I bet in could get her number
Me- haha you go man.
Me and luke have been friends since like first grade. I moved away during the summer of 4th grade we finally moved back home. I missed my home.
Michelle and her friend sat down at the table next to ours. She looked so scared and nervous. The girl that was with her was pretty but Michelle was prettier I wanted her I wanted her to break my heart I don't care what luke said I want her and I'm gonna get her!
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saved by grayson
Fanfictionhit, broken, named called, bullied, when does it get better, maybe when I meet grayson or gray as I call him (written for my sister michelle)