11:09 am
Grayson's POV:
That was easy. Thought it would have taken a little more than that.
She opens the front door and gestures for me to go first. I walk through as she's right behind me.
She takes the keys out of her pocket as she says, "I'm driving."
"Alright."
She unlocks the car doors and opens the driver's side. I open the passenger door, get inside and buckle up.
I say, "Where are we going?"
"Wherever, I guess," she laughs.
She starts the engine to the Benz and backs out the driveway.
She says, "So how's school?"
"School is school. What about you?"
"I wanna kill myself. School is too extra."
"Actually, me too."
"You know what, I think we should go to the board walk."
"Fine by me. As long as I can spend time with you," he says, taking my free hand as I blush.
I flash a smile at her and take my phone out of my pocket. I plug in the aux cord when the two of us start to rap as Slob On My Knob plays:
'Slob on my knob,
like corn on the cob,
check in with me and do your job,
late on the bed and give me head,
don't have to ask don't have to beg,
juicy is my name, sex is my game,
let's call the boys, let's run a train
squeeze on my nuts, lick on my butt
the natural curly hair, please don't touch,
first find a mate, second find a place, third find a bag to hide the hoe face,
real name rover, I said bend over,
I started to knock, then came the odor,
smelt like mush, shoulda had her whoosh,
told her to stop and take a douche,
while she did that, I didn't want the cat,
so I bounced out and never came back'
The song blasted inside the car and it was fucking lit. After about 20 minutes of driving, we finally arrive at the beach, well boardwalk. She turns off the car and opens the door, as do I. I close the door behind me and begin to walk towards her. I put my hand out, indicating that she should grab it.
12:11 pm
Blair's POV:
When I got out of the car, Grayson was waiting there to grab my hand. I take hold of it as I begin to think that Grayson can't be all that bad and that I should give him a chance.
I mean, I've never had a real conversation with him until today. He seems so sweet, but I-I... don't know. It's not like him to come off as a sweetheart. I guess it's true that people can change. He...
"What are we doing now, beautiful?" he cuts me off.
"I don't know. Walk around on the beach?"
He nods, resting his hand on my back. We walk down the boardwalk and towards the shore.
Once we got there, I said, "Roll up your pants."
