The Boy Down the Street // Blake Gray

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Steph's POV
"So you and Gavin eh?" I glare at Liz as we walk out of the dressing room. It's been five days since Gavin and I hung out, and five days since we had our last practice, because of the thanksgiving weekend. So Liz and I finally get to see each other again, and this is one of the first things she brings up. "We're just friends, nothing more." I feel like a broken record when I say that line. "Oh yeah, since you and Blake Gray are an item." She has a little smirk on her face, and I give her a friendly arm punch. "You're too much." She grins and we desperate to our cars.

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"You're boyfriend is back." I shoot a quick glare at Trent then look out the car window, only to see Blake get out of the airplane window with his mom. "One, he's not my boyfriend and two; he seems busy unpacking and stuff so I won't bother him." Trent nods and parks the car in our driveway, but doesn't get out right away.

"What's wrong?" Trent looks in his rear view mirror then at me. "Is that who I think it is?" I look in my mirror and see that creeper Hunter kid stepping out of the airplane limo. "If you're talking about Hunter, then yes." Trent's expression becomes more tense. "Shit." I look at Trent oddly. "What do you have against a kid who looks like a crayon?"

"I saw him at an acting convention, I don't even know why he went because the kid sucks at acting. Anyways, so I briefly met him at the convention-strike up a conversation since we're both in the same group. Well, while in the class he kept creeping the girls out by sexually staring at them and creepily flirting with them, and even grabbed some of their asses. The girls got so scared he got kicked out of the convention." I'm nor too shocked to hear this. "But why does this affect you?" Trent looks me dead in the eye. "I'm scared he'll do something to you." I love how protective of me Trent is. "Look Trent, I've talked to him over FaceTime and he was a creep, but I told him off. And of he does anything to me-which he won't but if he does-me and you will beat the shit out of him." Trent chuckles at that. "Okay sis."

Trent and I get out of the car and I get my bag from the trunk. "Hey Steph!" I turn around and see Blake and Hunter waving. I wave back with a smile on my face and then walk inside. I don't want to engage in conversation for two reasons. One being its late and I want to go to bed and two being Hunter is there and I don't want to meet him in person.

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Blake's POV
"Dude she didn't even come over and have small talk with you. She just waved." I glare at Hunter. "What's your point?" Hunter's jaw drops and he rolls his eyes. "It means she doesn't like you." I swear this kid is fucked up.

"And how have you come to this conclusion?" He stands and clears his throat. "Well you see Blake, if she really liked you she would have run and hugged you rather than just waved."
"But Hunter, she hates you and you were there. That's why she didn't come over. "
"If she really liked you she would have come over anyways." I roll my eyes and sit down by my bed. Hunter does have a point. Like if someone I hated was friends with Steph I would have gone over and said hello. But Hunter and Steph's situation is different.

"You know, you mention her a lot on social media, and she never talks about you." What's up with Hunter tonight? "So?" He sits beside me. "So she features that hockey boy and not you! She obviously likes him and not you."

"Then why does she hang out with me and talk with me?" I surely caught Hunter in a pickle. "Because she wants to be famous, and you're her golden ticket to fame." I stand up wand walk out of my room and onto the balcony.

Everything  makes so much sense now. Why I was never featured on her social media, why she never said hi to me today, why I was always the one to call her and she never called me while I was away. All because she was an attention whore.

Steph's POV
A gust of wind blows on me as I walk up the street to my house. Maybe I could ask Blake to hang today for an hour or so since I don't have hockey until later tonight. As I walk close to our homes I see Blake sitting drinking hot chocolate on his porch.

"Hey!" I wave at him and walk onto his porch and sit beside him. He just looks at me then goes back to drinking his hot chocolate. "Um sorry I didn't come to say hi yesterday, it was late and I had school the following day, and Hunter was there and you know that he gives me the creeps." I giggle at the last part, but he just sits there drinking and not saying a word. "What's wrong Blake?"

"What's wrong? Oh I'll tell you what's wrong. I've realized you've been using me for your own fame and not been respecting me as a real person! I'm flabbergasted by his crude statement. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me attention whore! You just want to be famous and not my friend!" How did he even come up with that stupidity? "How the hell did you come to that conclusion." Now he looks at me.

"You didn't say hi to me last night and I was never featured on your social media, where I've featured you numerous times!" What garbage is coming from his mouth right now?

"What the hell? I didn't say hi last night because Hunter was there and he's a fucking creep who could fucking grab my ass without my permission and I've never featured you on social media because I feel like you get enough features by fans and shot! And isn't our friendship wort more then a few pictures on the fucking Internet?" His face goes blank.

"Well then why didn't you call me while I was away." I can't believe this dumb ass. "Because you called me every five minutes! How can I call you if you're already calling me or if we're already talking?" He sits back down.

"But you featured Gavin!" Why did he have to bring him into this. "Because Gavin suggested that we do it. If you wanted a feature so fucking badly you could have just said so!" I'm furious with him. "You know what, I'll give you you're feature."

I take his hot chocolate and splash it all over him then open snap hat and take a picture. "Dumbest ass to ever walk earth" I say as I type my caption. "There happy? You're on my story, just like you wanted."

Blake's POV
"There happy? You're on my story, just like you wanted." Damn I really fucked it up with Steph. Did I really create this fight with plans to loose her? Why would I even start this?

Steph gets up and walks away. "Steph, wait." I get up and jog to her so our toes our touching. "What now Blake? Anything else you want to say about me that's not true at all?" She looks at me with a scowl but she's starting to cry. Man I fucked this up real bad.

"I'm sorry." I barley croak that out. "Great job Blake. You've fixed everything. Just everything." She says with a fake smile with tears in her eyes and she leaves me and walks across the street to her house.

I have nothing now. So I just go to me hot chocolate covered steps and reflect on how I ruined my perfect relationship with Steph.