The Boy Down the Street // Blake Gray

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Steph's POV
"Steph get up!" I quickly snap out of my dream to see what demon decided to wake me up. I throw on my glasses to see it was none other than Trent who woke me up. I look at my phone to see what time it is-6:10. Why am I even up this early?

"Trent, why did you wake me up?" He chuckles then face palms. "It's the first day back from winter break silly," he says as he pats my shoulder.

"But school starts at 8:00," I grunt out. "You take forever, now get dressed," Trent says as he leaves my room.

I slowly make my way out of my bed and to my closet. I change out of my pyjamas and throw on dark blue skinny jeans and a red flannel. Then I proceed to the bathroom and brush my teeth, wash my face and put my hair in a messy side braid.

"Morning Steph, ready for school?" my mom asks as I make my way into the kitchen. "Not really," I chuckle as I start to make my breakfast.

"So I see you're dating that boy from across the street now eh?" jokes my dad as he enters the kitchen.

"What?" I ask confused. How does he know about mine and Blake's relationship? I haven't told my family yet.

"I saw you two lovebirds kiss at midnight at the party." What the hell? My dad saw us? Gross.

I don't know how to respond to my dads comment, so I just blush and laugh it off. "Steph lets go now," says Trent as he runs downstairs with his bag.

"Bye Mom, bye Dad!" I say as I wave to my parents. "Bye miss Blake!" jokes my dad as we rush to Trent's car.

-

The car ride is pretty much silent, other than the sweet sound of morning traffic and the faint sound of the indie station Trent likes. But I can tell from Trent's body language that something is up with him.

"Trent are you okay?" I ask just making sure he's fine. He's really sweaty and has an anxious looking expression on his face.

"Just nervous for tonight, that's all," he says wiping his sweaty forehead. Oh yeah, I just remembered that Trent is auditioning for a main roll in a tv show tonight.

"It's good to be nervous Trent, but you don't have to be too nervous. You have nothing to loose tonight. You'll do great," I say patting his shoulder. I feel his body loosen up ever so slightly.

"Thanks," he says smiling. I believe that he will get the roll, he's a really good actor after all.

"I believe we have reached your destination," says Trent as we pull up to my school. I'm still in middle school, and he's in high school so he drops me off every day in the winter. In the other seasons I take public transit.

"Bye," I say exiting the car. "See yah," he says pulling away. Then I make my way to school.

-

"Steph!" I hear someone say my name as I enter my home room. I look for the source of the voice as I realize it's my friend Macey.

As she approaches me she pulls out her phone and begins to type something, and once she gets to me she shows me the thing she was pulling up.

"You and Blake Gray?" she asks pointing to the phone. I look at the photo she's showing me and it's a mirror selfie that Blake and I took while hanging out during the break.

"So? It's just a mirror selfie," I say. Without saying anything, she points to the caption. It says "love my new gf 💋 she's the best❤️."

"Oh, yeah. So we're dating," I say shyly. She smiles and pats my shoulder. I swear if I had a dollar for every shoulder pat I've gotten today I'd be swimming in cash.

"You guys are super cute together, and by the look on your face you looked scared that I'd be mad at you, which I'm not. I support your relationship!" I give a quick breath relief then take my seat since the teacher comes in.

-

"You're dating Blake Gray! I'm dying so hard on the inside because this is actually amazing!" I'm greeted with as I enter the change room to hockey practice.

All day I've been getting so many questions and comments from my friends and so many random people from school about my new relationship. And now my hockey team? It never ends.

"Yup, we're dating!" I exclaim as I take a spot on the bench to put my stuff. I then start to take out my hockey stuff and get changed into it, just like everyone else is doing. It's a dressing room, what do you expect.

"Have you made out?" asks Sam in a sarcastically vulger tone. "What is this grease?" I joke as I keep getting flooded with questions.

"Have you been on a date?"
"Do his fans hate you?"
"Is he the one?"
"What's his mom's name?"

"Well, to answer your questions-yes, I don't know, most likely not and Anne," I reply as chill as I could.

"But have you made out?" Asks Sam again. The whole room goes silent waiting for my response.

"Hell yes." Then the room goes from 0-100 real quick.

-

After I get home and get all ready for bed, my Mac starts to ring as an incoming FaceTime call from Blake shows up on the screen.

"Hey baby girl," he says as I answer his call.
"What did you just call me?" I ask as his face begins to turn red.
"Well that didn't go as planned," he says as he chuckles and blushes.
"No it did not," I laugh.

"So what's up?" I ask curious on why he called me.
"Just wanted to see your beautiful face," he says.
"For both of our sakes please stop saying cheesy things," I laugh. He gives a goofy shrug giving off the "but I can't help it" type thing. To be honest, I find it kind of cute.

"So, the real reason I called was to ask you something," he says.
"I'm listening," I respond.
"So we haven't been on a date in a while.."
"Uh huh."
"And I was wondering if you would like to see a movie Saturday night?"
"No."
"Oh.."
"Just kidding! I'd love too."
"Oh thank God. You got me there!"
"I know."
"Okay, that's all. Bye Steph."
"Bye Blake."

Now all my thoughts are all towards Saturday. I can hardly wait.

A/n. Hey! Sorry for the crappy chapter. But I promise that the next one will (hopefully) be better! Okay bye friends!