holding on // grayson dolan

part 2

i woke up the next morning feeling very happy, probably because it was friday. i slowly got up from my bed and walked towards my bathroom. my eyes shot open when i saw the clock on my desk. "8:40am! shit!" i quickly ran to my sink and splashed water on my face. no time to get ready today. i threw on a simple white t-shirt and a pair of brandy melville grey joggers. i let my hair down naturally and quickly applied some mascara to make my blue eyes pop. then i grabbed my purse, keys and ran out the door.

i got to school just in time for first period. i sat in my usual seat. i think grayson is super hot and sexy but he's such a player and i can't get caught in his trap, like all the other girls he's toyed with. i spotted a figure step into the room from the corner of my eye. i slowly moved my eyes in the direction of the door without moving my head, trying to not make it obvious. it was grayson. i glanced down at my phone pretending to text someone. "trying to avoid me, saunders?" i felt my stomach flutter when he said my name. i ignored him and continued scrolling through my phone. "what have i done to you anyways? honestly i just met you." he added, sitting down in his chair. "you didn't do anything, it's just i know what you've done. i've heard it all. and i'm not gonna be the next one." i spat. he playfully put his hands up and giggled. mr. jervas walked in the class, "good morning class! i hope you all remember the curriculum from last year because we are having a test review!" the entire class groaned.

about 30 minutes into the test, someone lightly tapped on my shoulder. "hey, wanna help me with this?" grayson whispered. "are you serious? do you wanna get us both in trouble," i shifted my eyes over to mr. jervas to see if he see's us talking. "fine, what question." i gave in. "nineteen." he pointed at the sheet of paper. "the answer is b." i turned back around to my own paper. "thanks." he muttered.

the period was over and i left the class. "thanks for helping me out." grayson caught up to me. "yeah, no problem." i gripped my textbook. "what class do you have now, i can walk you there if you want," he offered, taking my textbook out of my hand, and took a look at the cover. "photography, fascinating." he added. "yeah, one day i aspire to be a model," he just looked at me with this look. i couldn't quite tell what look he was giving me. "what?" i tucked my hair behind my ear. "nothing, you're just so beautiful." he said. i looked down and smiled. shit zoe, you cannot give into his twisted games! toughen up. i took my book back from him, without making eye contact. "i'm sure i can find my way to my class by myself, thanks though." i walked away. i could feel eyes on me as i continued to walk down the long hallway.

i got home around 6pm. dinner was waiting on the counter for me, along with a note from my mom. it read,

"zoe, your dad and i have gone out with some friends, won't be home until late. don't wait up for us! xo, mom."

i threw out the note and put my plate of food in the microwave. while i was waiting for my food to heat up, i got a text. it was from grayson. i opened it and it read, "what are you doing tomorrow?" i grinned "nothing, why?" "wanna go to the beach with me and a few of my friends?" i thought about it for a second. maybe it wouldn't be so horrible to go, there are other people going and it would be good for me to make new friends from my new school. "yeah sure, what time?" "12pm, i can pick you up." he responded. "sounds good, see you tomorrow." *BEEP BEEP* i was startled by the microwave timer. i finished eating my food and decided to have an early night and catch up on my sleep. i wonder what tomorrow is going to be like...

i'm kinda excited.

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i hope you guys liked this chapter, i know it's kinda boring but good stuff is coming!! xox zoe