just a nobody. // G.D

part 2 // grayson

i lift up my mattress. nope nothing.
i look under my desk. still nothing.
ok, i officially have no clean clothes available. i guess i'll just have to borrow some from ethan.
i walk down the hall and knock on his door.
"come in"
"hey bro, do you mind if i borrow some clothes?"
"sure..."
"great, thanks"

i walk over to his closet door and pull it open. flip through the hangers and decide on a grey muscle tee and khaki shorts.

"nice outfit bro" ethan says with an evil smirk.
"shut up"

i already know i have bad style, i don't need him reminding me. ugh

i toss my clothes onto my bed and decide to hop in the shower because i still have a little time.

*end of shower*

i wrap the clean towel hanging on the door, around my waist and apply deodorant to my underarms. i walk back into my room and get dressed as quickly as possible because the party starts in about 30 minutes.

i flop onto one of beanbag chairs with my phone in my hand and decided to do what everyone does when they're bored.
get on instagram.
i scroll through my feed liking every other picture, and put it down once my thumb starts to ache.

for some odd reason i start to build up nerves. i guess they are because of the party but it's kind of unusual for me to be nervous over something like this.

i open the lock screen to check the time
4:52
ok that means i have about 15 minutes until people actually start showing up to the party.

we drove to our family lake house last night and it took us hours just to clean the first floor. hopefully mom and dad don't find out that we had the party.... luckily they're out of town for the weekend.

i walk downstairs too see ethan there too. he had his head in the fridge, organizing the drinks for the guests.

"gray, do. me a favor and go into the garage and count how many extra carts of beer we have, so i know how many we have available to restock if we need."
"ok, i'll be right back."
"thanks man"
"yeah, sure, no problem"

i make my way over to the garage door and step in. a chill is sent through my spine from the blast of cold air that welcomed me at the entrance. 

i look around and it seems as if no one has been down here for ages. it's kind of creepy to be honest, but i man up and go to the large storage cabinet in the corner and open the doors. i search the shelves until i find the one with the extra beers. i find it and count a total of 3 packs of 36.

obviously i'm not good at math, so i pull out my phone and open the calculator app. the total is 108.

i put my phone away and walk back into the house, closing the garage door behind me.

"so how many beers?"
"108"
"perfect, thanks again."
"yeah, of course."

i flop onto the couch and pull out my phone while ethan is finishing setting up for the party.
now that i'm not doing anything at the moment, my nerves start to kick in again and this time i know why.

i wondered who he invited because it's new people every week. i just hope he didn't invite her.

•AUTHOR'S NOTE•
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