Different

Chapter 4

"Grayson...Grayson Dolan" He spoke. Lots of whispers come from the class as Grayson sat back down. My eyes widen, looking at him. Grayson Dolan? A strange feeling comes to me, thinking about his name. He sounds familiar. Too familiar. The feeling as if I've known him before. Have I met him before?

"Why the hell are you staring at me?" His angry voice breaks my thoughts, rolling his eyes on me. I hold my mouth in, unsure how to respond back to his rude remark. Why is he in this class? He doesn't seem interested in this class, he didn't even bring his books or anything.

"Sorry...It's just that you look very familiar, have we met before?" I ask shyly.

"I don't know" He raises an eyebrow, clenching his jaw. Staring back down at the auditorium. Watching his mouth move, his snakebites moving along also. Only wondering how painful feeling to put such thimgs. How could someone put "that" through their skin?

"Are you sure?" Asking once more to the boy.

"I have no idea." he sighs

"Are you sure? Because I swear I've see-" Before I could finish, a loud voice interrupts under my breath.

"For god's sake I fucking don't know! Shut the fuck up! I've never met you, you've never met me. Done" Grayson interrupts, yelling as some students turn back on us. "Fuck this." He scoffs, he immediately stood up, his large frame over mine.  He shuffled through his bag, walking down the auditorium and slamming the door, leading a silence among the room.

"Bu-But..I'm sorry." I murmur to myself. Was I too annoying? I didn't mean to start an argument. I can't believe I got into an argument on my first class. "I'm sorry, Professor. I didn't mean to interrupt" He nods back in forgivness, starting to continue back on the lesson.

Sitting there speechless, confused on what just happened. I look up, seeing the class look back at me. I start to feel water form on the corner of my eye as my vision blurs up. What I don't understand is why he had to be so hostile about it.

Clearly not what I was expecting on the first day...