grayson's pov
Entering the school that monday, was like entering a party of 17 year olds holding the booze. As soon as the first step was placed on the cold wet concrete slab, an immense crowd of bulky teen boys was leaping onto my twin and i. The immense pandemonium consisted of almost being beaten to death by fist bumps and so many congratulations that my earlobes were bordering on giving up.
As we were whisked in to the school building by the large array of teenage jocks, i caught the stares of numerous flirtatious girls, their eyes weaved with admiration and interest in me.
It was halfway through lunch when the boys loud chatter suddenly died down fazing me back into reality.
Elena walked into the hall.
Her hair hung sleekly from her head. She was wearing dark blue silk shorts and a tight vest of the same colour. I saw her dark eyes dash over the crowd until she caught my brother's dreamy gaze, before winking at him. Then she spun on her heel and headed to the lacrosse team and sat on the captains lap, whispering dirty sweetness into his ears.
I was ignored.
I didnt even get a glance. It was a small detail that most wouldnt be fazed by at all. But for me, it felt like the world had just spun off its axis.
