As I'm watching Sponge Bob I start finding my self to actually being jealous of Sponge Bob's life... as stupid as that sounds, but he lives in a freaking pineapple not on land but under the sea! He's got a job he loves and a best friend like Patrick Star. While I'm here in a hospital bed, tubes up my nostrils, no friends and no boyfriend... Right as the Sponge Bob Square Pants theme song comes on to the next episode, that obnoxiously loud music from next door is on again! I've never seen or met the kid that is roomed next to me so I decide to get my ass up and lug my oxygen tank to the room over, wearing my red Christmas pajama pants with little snowmen all over them, a white top and cardigan and slippers.
The door is open, I rest my oxygen tank again the wall and peek my head in, a boy, his back is turned towards the door but from what I see I'd say he's hmm... around my age, 16 or 17. He's got light brown hair, ears pieced. His room is covered in sports team posters and jersey. I try knocking on the open door but he couldn't hear me over his rambunctious music, I knock again harder this time and he still couldn't hear me. I grab my tank from off the wall and nervously roll it behind me through his room. As he's singing along to Let Em' Know by Bryson Tiller I tap him on the shoulder as he turns around to look at me I give him the look, signaling to turn his music down. He turns his music down quickly and I start to mention "yeah, can you keep your music down, its 12 am and people are sleeping, or at least tying to... And oh! my name is Alison Matthews by the way, my room is next door." he turns to face me and I cant help but notice his eyes, a beautiful hazel color, and his jaw line! he's flawless! I begin to wonder, why he's in the hospital anyway... he seems fine to me. in the depths of my thoughts I failed to realize he was speaking to me until he was waving his hand drastically in front of my face as I stared off into space.
"Oh sorry, I didn't hear you." I say sorta embarrassed.
"Its fine" he assured me, " I was saying sorry about the music, I'll try to remember to keep it on the down low Haha. My name is Grayson Dolan by the way."
"Thanks, how old are you anyway, Grayson Dolan?" I say jokingly with a smile.
"17, how bout' you Ali Matthews ?"
"I'm... ahhh 16" I say hesitantly like I forgot my own age, and then end with a blushed giggle.
"nice, what's so funny?" Grayson grins in confusion.
"No one has ever called me that before, I like it... its cute" I say still blushing.
"Well a beautiful girl like you deserves a cute nickname." He says with a smirk.
I smile, "Well, I should go before I embarrass myself even more haha... Goodnight. Nice to meet'cha, And keep the music down Grayson Dolan." I say sarcastically laughing as I'm turning my back and walking towards the door.
He chuckles, " I will haha, and Ali, I hope to see you tomorrow... or today, since its 1:06 am" he says as he lifts his baggy sweatshirt sleeve to check his watch. "Haha, good night beautiful, and nice pants by the way haha." he smirks again.
"Thanks, I though you'd never acknowledge them! haha bye see you... today" as I exit his door into the hospital hallway where all the rooms are, I turn around and catch him watching me leave, with a cute little grin on his face. I can see the embarrassment on his face as he quickly shoots his eyes to the opposite side of the room.
"Haha, I saw that!" I said flattered.
I walk down the hall to my room, the next room on the left as I walk towards the TV realizing I missed a whole episode of Sponge Bob... Maybe I'm not so jealous of him after all.
