Grayson Smith | ✔️

Chapter Forty-Four. Number 6 Jersey.

Edited.

Song for this chapter:Ben E.King-Stand By Me.

Yesterday had went in all possible directions which I couldn't have possibly thought of. For the following reasons:

1. It was a lot harder than you would think to find the right prom dress that...speaks to you.

2.Elizabeth actually was surprising me as the days came and went. And this time not in a 'I wish I was adopted' type of way.

3.I actually made gingerbread men with Elizabeth and I didn't worry about her poisoning them. For once, in a really long time I felt as if I was slowly getting the woman I once knew back.

I guess life was full of unexpected happenings that sometimes just can't be explained.

Grayson had decided that at 10.53 am this morning that he thought it was a perfect idea for myself to enjoy breakfast with his parents just out of the blue. Of course, I accepted his offer once Gabriela had pleaded with me that she wanted to play with Bella.

And so that's how we ended up in the lavish kitchen of the Smith's family home. 

''Lib, we're glad you decided to come over'' Clyde spoke stuffing a breakfast muffin into his mouth.

And by looking at an estatic looking Bethany who now was smiling from ear to ear with a wide smile, I knew she felt the same way.

''I'm glad you decided to have me''.

''Oh nonsense dear, you're welcome over any time. Right, Gray?'' Bethany gloated eyeing Grayson mockingly.

He cleared his throat, digging his fork against his glass plate making my ears bleed metaphorically. ''Right'' He answered shyly, his face now a shade of cherry red.

I smiled bemused at his shyness. It was quite ironic how shy he could get so shy over just two simple words when the majority of the time he's on his high horse letting out cocky remarks like Oprah gave something to everybody in the audience.

The heavenly smell of pancakes and maple syrup was enough to make me never want to leave this beautiful mansion Grayson calls home. At the electric touch of Grayson's hand on my thigh, I smiled at him but he had his attention on his younger sister in front of him who was messing with her pancakes as was my little sister.

Her eyes caught mine and I gave her a look that warned her not to mess at a table that was not ours. She frowned at me and actually began to eat her pancakes instead of seeing how many slices she could balance on her face.

''Libby, you are and your sister share a lot of resemblance. You have an older brother too, Jackson I believe his name is''.

I nodded at Clyde wiping some maple syrup off my chin with a napkin. This wasn't like me to do that, anywhere else I would have just licked it off. But truthfully even though I knew I had made a good first impression with them...or at least I think I have. I still wanted to show them that I was good enough for Grayson.

I guess, I wanted to show myself that I was enough for Grayson.

Because the majority of the time I just stare at his Greek God features, listen to his deep and contagious laugh and take in his unique scent and just wonder how did I ever get so lucky?

''Yeah'' I answered with a polite smile, ''We're a wild bunch'' I joked.

He smiled in response as if observing my words and how my eyes moved.I didn't dare cower away but instead looked straight back at him with that polite smile still plastered on my lips.