F O U R

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Cameron is to my right. I look to my left and there's...

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...Grayson, with a cheeky smile that twisted among his rosy lips. I couldn't help but stare, no matter how much I denied it he was unbelievably attractive compared to the other boys in school soaking in puberty.

"So, how are you, Lace?" he asked, staring into my forest green eyes. It's like His beauty left me somewhat speechless, and his smug facial expression told me he noticed that. I blinked for a split second, and his face was inches away from mine.

"What do you think your doing?!" I shout, pushing him away from me. "I don't like you that way or in anyway to be honest, I met you yesterday." He eyebrows sewed together to portray confusion, as if a girl never had the guts or hormones to reject him. I turned around to see everyone eyeing us curiously, I twisted my head towards Cameron and he seemed disappointed in me as if the show sprouted from my mind. It was entirely Grayson. I heard several sighs as everyone's heads snaked towards the door. The infamous Nate was standing there, with his confidence oozing. This class is going to bring me on the verge of internal death. Nate sat in front of me, because the one beside him was occupied by his friend Ethan. I rolled my eyes at Cameron and he breathed a chuckle. I was surrounded by an ocean of fuck-boys.

"Alright, class settle down!" a lady with a ruby red skirt and a white long sleeve blouse said, our teacher. "My name is Miss Clementine, and I will be your teacher for the year." Everyone expressed joyful emotions, that implied she was a good educator and didn't simply force our pencils to move on paper for continuous hours. I quickly turned my head to Cameron, and his bright eyes were lit and a smile was painted on his lips, he must have had the same opinions on the teacher. While I turned my head back to the teacher I saw a guy stood at the door. It was my brother. Even though, he is one year ahead he is a professional procrastinator and had to be put back. He was still intelligent, and if he wanted he could ace every subject, he just chose not to. He walked with his arm wrapped around a girl's waist. She was absolutely stunning, and looked like a goddess. She had short dyed blonde hair, incredibly green eyes that shimmered in the artificial lighting and breasts that that bounced every time she took a step in her Doc Martin boots. He sent me a genuine smile and I blowed him a kiss.

"Ooh, is he your boyfriend?!" Grayson wooed "Looks like he's cheating on you! You could date me to make him jealous." I glared at him, and my face served him a disgusted look.

"No! If you must know that's my brother." I said while turning away so I didn't make eye contact with him again.

"Oh, sorry." he muttered, with amusement covering his face. My brother and his new girl sat down, and I honestly couldn't wait to meet his new girlfriend and maybe interrogate her and play the protective sister. It was somewhat shocked at the fact that he had a girlfriend, yet never spoke a word about her. I guess he was always marvellous at keeping secrets locked in his brain.

Period one ended and now period two was the subject Drama. I admired drama and it's aspect of storytelling, it gave me a blank canvas where I could paint the colours of my emotions and ideas. I made my way inside and everyone was already there, and that awkward moment when your late and everyone stares at you was present in the room. I walked in and closed the door behind me.

"Oh, you must be the new girl? Lace, right?" the teacher chirped.

"Yes, that's me." I replied, I felt heat rushing to my cheeks because the majority of the class's attention was directed to me.

"Um, let's see you can sit with Grayson. He doesn't have a partner yet!" My eyes bulged, as I realised I would be paired with the guy who literally just tried to kiss me. Thankfully Nate wasn't in this class, because if so my mind would shut down from frustration and hatred. I glided over to him, with my hands tightly to my sides and my eyes glued to the ground. We were assigned to create a scene to show the teacher our acting skills, of course his first idea was to do a romantic scene but I refused. While performing our scene I had to walk off the stage at the end but Grayson grabbed my arm, spun me around and pressed his soft lips to mine. Did I like it? Of course I did. Did I like who it was? No I did not. I just went with it because I didn't want to ruin my chance of getting a reasonable role in the school's upcoming play.

At the end of class Grayson came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist while I was packing my bag.

"What are you doing?!" I shouted, grasping his arms and placing them off of me.

"Well Lace I really like you and that kiss, I thought it meant something." he whispered in my ear, his warm breath hitting my neck.

"It was called acting, Grayson, I don't like you! You kissed me, and I'm not going to lie, I liked it but it didn't mean anything!"

Nate walked in the room and saw Grayson's hand wrap around my waist again, his eyes widened and then narrowed, piercing like a green arrow into his eyes. He swiftly moved his hand away and jogged over to Nate. I could just make out there conversation.

"What the hell dude? You met her yesterday!" Nate remarked, loud enough for the everyone in the room to hear.

"She's hot, okay? Why you so mad anyways, you have a girlfriend!"

I honestly couldn't believe what was happening, who in a million years would think two fuck-boys would be fighting over a situation that included me? Grayson look confused as to why Nate's blood was boiling, and they both looked at me in sync. When I realised their eyes were scanning me I pretended to search for something in my bag. It was only my first day of school, and dilemmas were already coming to the surface.

"That's not the point!" Nate huffed as a reply to Grayson, and stomped out the room like a child throwing a tantrum with Grayson on his tail. Why would he care if I was with Grayson?

A/N looks like there some chemistry even though it was drama.... Thank you for voting and reading means a lot❤️❤️!

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