Dimensions

Chapter 5 - Untitled

~ Grey's P.o.V. ~

"C'mon, Grey! We've gotta pick up the guys." Caden was laughing at me. I feel like the world is shoving me unto the other side today.

"Shut up, Cade. I am seriously not in the mood to be laughed at right now."

Everything's going way too awkward for me this early on the day. And I thought there was nothing more embarrassing than my skype incident.

Try walking in on your parents in the midst of foreplay.

Yeah, I'm scarred for life.

"Wipe that frown off your face, Aurorus. It's not our fault you have no manners." Great. Now my dad's pointing out my stupidity. Notice my sarcasm there?

I mean how should I know they did that that early in the morning?

"You're a guy too, son. You should know we have problems in the mornings."

Apparently I said my thoughts aloud.

And he has a point.

"Oh, I think you'd like to know about Grey's morning problems." I glared at Caden.

"If you don't shut up, I will not talk to you for a week." That shut him up. I know I could do that.

"What was that Caden? Come on. I'm his dad. I have power over him." Daddy Ted urged him.

Caden opened his mouth, and I looked at him, daring him to utter a word. He snapped it close.

"Theodore, don't push it. Stop digging into the kids' life."

"But -" Dad was giving him the look asking if he wanted to continue whatever he wanted to say. He just pouted.

Huh. And they say I'm adopted. Apparently, I got my threatening powers from daddy Nate.

I'm not going to bore you with breakfast, nor the ride to the guys' houses then to school.

I was silent that whole time. They could poke me all day. I'm not gonna budge. I'm grumpy.

As soon as the car's parked, I was out the door.

I searched the halls for Caitlyn. Which was weird of me since its way too early for that. We still have an hour and a half 'til the bell.

The guys will probably look for me in the rooms, so I went out the back to the field. They won't look for me in the bleachers, at least not immediately.

When I got there though, Jeremy was there.

"Sorry, thought no one would be here early. I'll just go." I don't even know why I was apologizing. I mean there's plenty of space. The bleachers are huge.

"Don't worry. I don't mind." He already had his eyes out on the field, his thoughts flying somewhere else.

I know we aren't really friends. But I could tell he was sad. Heck, I think someone would be blind if they can't see it.

I chose to sit beside him, because why the hell not. I think he needs the company too.

We were silent, but it wasn't awkward. It was more like the silence was helping both of us to feel better, even for just a bit.

I'm not exactly a guy to pry into other people's lives, but I can't help but feel curious as to what Jeremy's troubles were.

I actually want to know the guy more. He seems to be a decent guy. If anything, his only flaw for me was the fact that he was homophobic.

"You sing right?" He asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Uh, yeah."

"Could you sing for me?" He was still staring out on the field.