Saturday morning, I went to the garage to get my bike. When I pulled it out, Greyson's standing on our porch carrying a paper bag.
Uh oh.
"Hey, Greyson. What are you doing here?" I said with a shaky tone.
"I'm here to bring baked mac that my mom just cooked. She said that I should bring you since she cooked a lot." he said. "You're gonna go biking?" he added.
"Well, I'm gonna fix it first since the brake isn't working and maybe paint it."
"Oh, I'm gonna help you with that. Let me take this inside your house first."
He went inside and in 2 or 3 minutes, the door opened and he appeared.
"Let's look at that."
He examined my bike and asked for a wrench, twisted some screw etc. In 15 minutes, it's done. Oh Greyson :') Hahaha.
I went to the garage to get paint. Turquoise!!! It's my favorite color. Isn't that color pretty? Hahaha. (It's really my favorite color. Hahaha - Krissy)
"Turquoise? Seriously? You're gonna paint it turquoise?" Greyson said while laughing.
"What's wrong with that? It's cute."
"That color is too bright for my eyes. Black is better."
"Black is...mysterious."
"Black is awesome."
"Fine. But turquoise is pretty."
"Fine."
"Fine." Then we laughed.
I grabbed the bucket and the brush.
"Let me do it." he said.
"No. So how are you, Greyson?"
"I'm good. Kinda busy."
"I thought you're done with everything already?"
"Yes I am. I'm busy with some things."
"What kind of things?"
"Hmm...nevermind about that."
I finished painting it in just a jippy. Since Greyson doesn't want to go home yet, he stayed a bit more and we're sitting on the grass in our backyard. It's only 9AM that time and it's sunny. Mom brought us food and she even joined us in eating.
"So you're gonna go biking tomorrow?" Mom said.
"Yes. It will be fun. Right Soph?" Greyson said.
I don't know what to say because I don't know how to ride one. "Uhh...yeah."
"I though you can't ride one?"
Mom, shut up. Ugh. "I can."
"Show me." Mom said. Errrrr
"The paint's still wet."
"Erm...alright."
"If you don't know how to, just tell me. Don't be shy. I can teach you how!" Greyson said.
Oh no.
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First Love - A Greyson Chance Love Story
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