nerve ;gd + ed

[❁ dare twelve]

[eleven → ethan ; ethan's prom date]
/ long chapter!

— location: the hub
i grossly shoved fries after fries into my mouth while looking at a youtube video on my phone. grayson across of me elegantly ate his burger, meaning he did all the extra shit that wasn't needed. carefully cutting his burger and nicely putting it into his mouth.

i hated going anywhere with grayson, for it was embarrassing to have a sibling eat fast food like it was caviar. i always told him to just shove it in, all together but it just earned me a disgusting look from grayson. most people would argue that grayson had the most manners between them.

"i absolutely hate it when you eat like that. did you even wash your hands?" grayson scoffed, delicately placing a fry in his mouth. he dabbed a napkin around the edges on his mouth, making sure he didn't have a dirty face. "clean your face, pig."

"gosh, what ate your ass this morning." i scowled, mimicking what grayson had just done. "more like who didn't eat your ass this morning, why are you so grumpy?"

"i've said three words and you automatically assume i'm grumpy."

"actually it was..." i trailed off, remembering what grayson had said seconds ago. "...nineteen. not counting what you just said."

"you really just counted?"

"yeah, had to prove you wrong somehow!" i groaned as i watch a fry slip from my finger and fell to the ground. "five second rule!"

"don't you fucking dare!" grayson exclaimed as he slapped my hand right before my hand brushed against the fry. i let out a yelp in surprised and turned to give grayson an annoying face.

"why'd you do that for?"

"you're welcome! i just saved you from getting sick, god knows when it was the last time patty mopped these floors." i rolled my eyes and proceeded to eating my burger.

"you going to prom tonight?" i asked, hoping to lighten the mood. grayson nervously gazed at me before going back to eating his food, mumbling a 'maybe' into a mouth full of fries. "what?"

"i don't know—maybe—yes." grayson fluttered out.

"is that a solid yes or no? no maybes!"

"it's a maybe because i don't have a partner nor do i want to third-wheel with you and—" grayson stopped himself short and faked cough to cover any suspicion.

"anyways, wanna go to the park and shoot basketballs? i bet i can score before you." he confidently stated. he raised his hand to catch a waitress's attention and asked for the check.

when she came back she neatly placed it next to grayson's arm and smiled brightly. she handed a folded piece of paper to grayson and went back to bust another table. once out of view, grayson tore open the note.

"what does it say?" i curiously tried to get a look but every time i would he shoved it closer to himself.

"it says 'hey, my name is rose and i just wanted to say i've never seen someone as handsome as you. i've realized that the person in front of you looks like you but i just want you to know, i take a liking in you. anyways, here's my number'." grayson read off. "oh wow."