nerve ;gd + ed

[❁ dare three]

[four → ethan ; ethan's first dare]

I sighed as I came out of my third period class, Spanish. I walked towards the right side of the hallway, making my way towards my most favorite class ever. Biology, the substances we have covered were beyond fascinating to me.

As I continued walking to my class, I felt the strap of my book bag being yanked back. I stumbled a bit backwards, catching myself against a locker. I was faced with a short petite  girl, who had jet black hair brushing past her shoulders.

"Hey! It's me, Kimberly." She gushed, her hazel eyes glistening under the sunlight. Her hazel eyes twinkled, I was in such shock and awe.

"Uh, hey?" I confusedly asked, I was more than overwhelmed to see such a gorgeous person conversing with me. Out of everyone!

"Did you hear me calling you back there?"

"Oh uh, sorry. I must've zoned out," I nervously smiled. I tried biting my lips, I've seen my brother preform this move and seen girls swoon under him. After a few of unsuccessful attempts on being like my brother, I stopped before making an ass of myself.

"That's fine, but I was wondering..." Kim's voice had being to be filtered out. All that I could possibly focus on was my crush, Ava. I watched her walked, she wore a skin tight checkered dress and gosh, was she the most beautiful being ever.

"Hey Grayson, did you hear me?" Kim's voice called, becoming clearer. I watched Irina leave my point of sight and i turn back to the short fair skinned girl in front of me.

"Yeah, uh sorry." I quickly apologized, silently cursing himself for forgetting he was in a middle of a conversation. I became stiff, as I traced back what she had just referred to me as. "Wait what'd you call me?"

"Grayson." she mumbled, I watch as her brows creasing in confusion. Of course, she wouldn't of have known the misunderstanding.

"I'm not Grayson" I stated, frowning a bit for her confusion of my younger and more popular brother. I suddenly felt small, almost like being suffocating. I was embarrassed, the most common misconception was that I wasn't Grayson and will never be him.

"Oh." she softly whispered. I watched as her smile instantly dropped, her eyes were soon clouded with disappointment.

"Grayson's my tw-" I started to say before she cut me off.

"Yeah, whatever." she remarked, turning on her heels and heading the way she came from.

I've gotten so used to over the few years, as being confused as my younger brother. We were twins, but not so alike that we were mistakenly confused as each other constantly. The first few times of the confusion, were funny I admit but recently it's just been annoying.

I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket, I pulled it out and instantly regretted it. The notification read out is was from nerve, it recommended that I posted a type of selfie I had never considered. Sure I have seen my brother be the fuck boy he is, including the positioning of each image he has posted.

I shoved my phone back into my back pocket and began walking to my class. I would have to deal with this dare later on, when I'm more comfortable on copying Grayson's signature selfies.

.·:*¨♡ N E R V E ♡¨*:·.

I arrived at the front of my house, twenty minutes after the bell rung. I glared at my phone, strongly contemplating about taking a fuck boy picture. I don't define myself under that category, nor have I ever disrespected a female. Neither has Grayson, he wasn't a player by heart, if not a player through games.