Chasing Grey | ✔COMPLETE

prologue|EDITED

Avery's p.o.v;

The brisk winter air brushed my face making my cheeks rosy, and my legs left feeling like jelly. It's colder and colder every day and let me just say.... I hate winter. I wish that I was in LA or somewhere hot, making my tan glow off my now pale skin. Walking to my car I take in the space and listen to the music pulsing through my headphones.

Living in Canada, the winters are long and the feel of spring on its way was always the best time of the year. Now, I much rather be in my warm bed, binge watching Netflix and stuffing my face with popcorn while sipping on my hot apple cider.

Let me just get this straight; no I do not live in an igloo, and we do not ride polar bears, unless you want to... I mean that's cool too. I don't say things like 'aboot', like seriously it's about, and I definitely do not say 'aye' unless I'm in drama and im roll playing a gangster.

I hopped into my car that was parked down the road from my huse due to limited parking, and drove to school. Being the oldest grade in your school had its ups and downs; mostly it's downs, but I guess I have to live with it. Looking out the window, the tress and houses wisp passed my view making things a blur.

Classes start at 9:00 and I am now late..... Again. Looking at my phone the time reads 8:58 and my legs were carrying me to my locker at the end of the hall. Grabbing my books and things I race to my class hearing the bell ring moments before I get there.

"Mrs Collins, like I told you yesterday, be here before the bell rings. Since it is your forth warning this week I am going to put it on your record." Mr. Rantston gave me a apologetic look before heading to his desk.

I've been known for being late. It's not my fault the bus doesent get here on time like come on! Mr. Rantston was one of my favorite teachers, and though he liked me as a student, he had to treat me like everyone else. I'm sure if you looked on my record it would be filled with late and absent marks. Oopsies I guess....

Looking to the back of the room I saw Grey waving at me calling me to sit with him. Who's grey you ask? He's only 'the hottest guy in school' according to all the girls, and even some of the boys, he's also the 'bad boy' and the 'player'. I don't know, I mean yeah I guess he acts all tough guy and has a girl for a week before he moves on. I've always seen a different side of him though. Did I mention he's my best friend? No? Okay well we have been together since birth.. literally. My mom and his mom were in the same room when they had us, and they were always best friends since.

I'm not much of the social type, like grey. He's the popular one, and me? Well I could really care less. If he were with his other friends I was just most likely scrolling through twitter or reading a book.Walking over to Grey I placed my books and sat in the seat next to him.