Grayson Smith | ✔️

Chapter Ten. Who Really Are You?

Edited.

Song for this chapter: Shawn Mendes-Bad Reputation.

Monday

Walking into school, I wasn't sure what to expect. I wasn't sure if I would be sitting with Kylie and the rest of the group at our usual spot at lunch or if they would act as if I didn't exist. Which wouldn't surprise me since there all cowards when it comes to Hunter anyways.

Taking in a deep breath, I walked over to my locker getting the books out I needed for class.Closing my locker shut, I gasped and nearly dropped my books on the ground when Grayson just came out of the blue with a mischievous smirk on his face.

''God, Grayson. You need to stop doing that'' I put my hand on my chest, taking in a few steady breaths, earning a chuckle from him. 

''Doing what?'' He asked, acting dumb. I rolled my eyes at him and nudged him with my elbow. 

He started to poke my stomach, making me burst out laughing from the tickles erupting inside of me. ''S-stop, p-please'' I managed to choke out in between my laughter. Once he stopped poking me, I leaned against my locker catching my breath while Grayson got his books ready for class.

Once he had all the books he needed, he looked at me with a bright smile on his face as I faced him with a raised brow wondering why he was staring at me like that. ''What? do I have something on my face?'' I asked, my face flushing red. I touched my face but I couldn't feel anything strange.

 He looked down chuckling, ''No, I just never noticed how beautiful your eyes are''.

This boy never fails to amaze me, he isn't like the rest of the guys who would 'compliment' my body, emphasize on the word compliment. It was more so holler at how 'damn fine' my body looked, while Grayson genuinely complimented my facial features and personality. We need more Grayson's in this world, if we did the world would be brighter, full of life and love. Not hatred and judgement. The world wouldn't judge someone by their looks, or if they have perfect skin, the 'perfect' hour glass figure, or bleach blonde hair. We would all be treated by if we had a good heart or not.

My face must be bright red by his compliment, so I hid my face in my hands in embarrassment. It's hard for me to take compliments when the majority of my life I've been getting quite the opposite. He gently pried my hands away, looking up at him he had a small smile on his face. 

''Hey'' He murmured gently,almost in a whisper moving a bit closer to me. ''Libby, you're beautiful. You don't have to be embarrassed''. He put both his hands on my face, nearly getting sucked into a trance by his dazzling green eyes looking delicately into mine.

Slowly, we both started to lean in like a magnetic force pulling us together. His eyes went to my lips, as mine went to his. I was just a few inches away from my lips being on his pink lips when we heard a person clear their throat from beside us.

Turning our heads, we were both faced with a glaring Hunter with the one and only Olivia by his side. ''Tsk tsk, look at the two lovebirds'' Olivia sneered sarcastically, eyeing me up and down.

 I rolled my eyes at her stupidity, ''Olivia doll, don't you have an std to catch?'' I shot back with a  smirk, making her mouth gape open in shock.''Close your mouth doll, don't want to catch flies now do we? But lets face it, that's not the only thing you'll be catching''. 

My words made Grayson muffle his laughter with his hand, while Hunter shot daggers at him, Grayson didn't seem intimated at all.

Olivia's face was starting to turn red with anger, her nose flaring making her look like a crazed chimpanzee. And then she snapped, she lunged at me but didn't end up getting very far since surprisingly Hunter pulled her back. I'm sure he would have liked to see his psycho new side chick lunge at his 'ex'.