// RIDING WITH GRAYSON ~ GRAYSON DOLAN

// 1.

-Jailah's POV-

//Tuesday, September 13th, 2016.

I cannot contain the excitement boiling in my veins, circulating everywhere. I'M ABOUT TO MEET GRAYSON DOLAN!!

I had been waiting for this day, for years. Ever since I was 6, I knew I wanted to meet Grayson and Ethan Dolan. I hauled along, Sabryna, Hannah and Krysten. This was one opportunity to share with my bestest friends.

As I put the keys into the ignition to start the car, I watched as Krysten rummaged through her bag searching for an aux cord, she didn't look excited at all.

I put my hand on her shoulder.

"SHOULDER-RAPE!" She shouted, as she dropped her purse into the backseat of the car where a bored Sabryna and Hannah sat.

"Chillax, you don't look that ecstatic. Why is that?" I asked, removing my hand from her right shoulder.

"It's just Grayson Dolan. It's not like we're meeting Oprah or the Queen. Or God himself. Besides, we're not staying at his hotel room just seeing him at his meet-up show." Sabryna and Krysten said in unison.

"They're right, Jailah Doesn't he have a girlfriend? Not to your bust your bubble but you have a low chance of actually getting some action with him. He's fuckboy material. That's all I have to say." I turned around and saw Hannah shaking her head.

I widened my eyes, did they seriously think I wasn't going to get more than a meet up with Grayson? They must be kidding.

I rolled my eyes and backed out the driveway.

"Time to get Jasmine. Is everyone buckled up?" I said, stopping at a stop sign.

"Yes. We are" I heard everyone say.

As G-Eazy started playing we chat over how the week would go while we were in California, it was going to be a long drive to the airport.

As Jasmine got in the car, I gave her a strange look.

"What the hell happened to your hair? You went from hot to not." I exclaimed.

"Bitch, please. My flat-ironer is hotter than you." I replied, with a smirk.

Jasmine got into the car and raised an eyebrow. "You barely use a flat-ironer, don't lie."

I laughed off that comment and looked back out my window. The slight breeze let me knew summer was ending soon but it was still good weather.

I turned the corner and bit my lip. I started to feel quite nervous about meeting him, I couldn't explain why I just did.

I pulled into Speedway and parked the car. "Anybody want anything?" I asked, my lip quivering a little bit.

Everyone shook their head, and ignored the ladybug on the dashboard. I got out, my hands trembling and went inside the little mini-mart.

I saw a middle-aged man, reading a book. He must've noticed me because he put the book down and smirked. "Hi, may I help you?" He asked, his voice subtle. I murmured something and pushed my glasses closer to my face. "Uuuuuh, 40 on 8. And, a pack of cigarettes please."

The guy nodded and took my money. As he gave my change and I looked out the window, Sabryna was out of the car---fooling around. "I.D."

"Huh?" I looked up at him, I could feel a faint scream from outside. I ignored it though.

"I need to see your I.D." He said, looking annoyed now.

"I-I--I don't have one." I mumbled shaking my head.

"I can't give cigarettes then, no I.D. no cigarettes."

I rolled my eyes and quickly pulled the cigarette pack into my back pocket and ran off.

"Hey! COME BACK HERE!" I heard him yell in the background, my heart was pounding as I closed the car door and hurried off.

"What the hell was that?" Hannah asked. Her eyes big like saucers.

I shook my head and smiled. "I just stole cigarettes. I'm such a rebel."

Hannah clapped her hands and smiled. "There's the Jailah I know."

I knew what I did wasn't good, but hey. Sometimes you had to take risks.