Deaming in blue

4: "I never got your name, by the way."

"So like, do you want to come hang out with us at the football game tonight?" Will asks me with a small smile as me and Savannah stand beside of his car.

After fourth period ended, Will had offered us both a ride back home, well, he offered me a ride. He always took Savannah to and from school everyday, I guess they lived together or something. I really didn't feel like riding the bus, calling Gram to come pick me up or walking home so, I just decided that I would ride home with him. Maybe not the best idea ever, since I had no idea who he really was but hey, what's the worst that could happen?

"Uh, I guess so." I shrug my shoulders, scanning the school parking lot for those baby blue eyes and that messy hair. I couldn't seem to find him yet, but I did find Dakota. We locked eyes, but only for a moment before he turned back to his friend that was beside of him. Next thing I know, they were walking our way.

"Hey, are you coming to the game tonight?" He asks me, leaning against the car beside of him and I nod, not really wanting to speak to him, just wanting him to go away. "I never got your name, by the way." He mumbles, glancing over at his friend with a cocky smirk on his face, as if he was going to get something out of me. But again, I was just going to blow him off like I did last time he tried talking to me because I've gotten pretty good at shutting people out.

He just would not quit trying to get with me, or at least in my pants. I could still feel his eyes glued to me but I did not want to look over at him. He wasn't getting anywhere with me, at all. Why can't he see that and why in the world is he still trying to get with me? I finally got fed up with it, and looked over his way, "My name is Hannah and I'm not interested, okay? Now could you please leave?" I ask in a snappy tone, looking at the two of them. I noticed that his dark haired friend kind of looked like Andy Biersack, which was pretty cool I guess.

The smirk on his face had quickly disappeared and now his mouth was hanging wide open, his eyebrows pulled together. He was stunned, confused, shocked and very surprised. I guess a girl has never turned him down, told him no, or blew him off like I did, twice. I thought it was pretty funny, actually. He wasn't all big and bad anymore, and he is lucky that we were the only ones to see his reputation get damaged in the blink of an eye.

He shrugs, finally turning away from me and walking off, his friend following close behind him. I could hear Dakota mumbling curse words under his breath but it didn't bug me one bit. I was just glad that he was going to leave me alone from now on.

Savannah nudges me slightly, making me stumble and look over at her. "Who are you looking for?" She asks me, looking around the school parking lot for whoever she thought that I might be looking for. She probably already knew that I was looking for Collin, but she didn't say anything about it. "Nobody, let's get going." I mumble, scanning the parking lot one last time before hopping into Will's car along with Savannah.

***

"Hey Gram!" I smile when I walk into the house, Savannah and Will following close behind me. I drop my backpack in one of the arm chairs that sat in the living room and smiled at my two frie- uh... The two of them. I couldn't see Gram, but I smelled something, like brownies... And marijuana? I guessed that she was most likely in the kitchen, baking something like always.

Grandma was always cooking. Her favorite place to be was in the kitchen because that's where she felt most at home. Whenever she was upset, or angry she would come cook and it would calm her down or just brighten her mood. She was an amazing cook too and could make some killer pot brownies. Pretty cool grandma, right?

"I hope you don't mind I brought some kids over to hang out with." I tell her, not feeling comfortable with calling Savannah and Will my friends yet. I watched her as she pulled a pan of freshly baked pot brownies out of the oven. They smelled amazing. She slowly shakes her head, grabbing a knife and starting to cut the brownies into little squares. "You kids want to try my brownies? They have a special secret ingredient in them!" She smiles, passing us all a brownie each. I could tell that we were going to have fun at the game tonight.