In Love With My Bestfriend

~One~

I sat on the cold bleachers watching my bestfriend's soccer practice. Everyday Greyson insists that once I am done with my practice, I have to watch his so he can drive me home after. Of course it's Friday though and Greyson is forcing me me to leave my chocolate chip cookie dough and disney movie marathon to go to a damn party. But that's the thing, I would do anything for Greyson, he just doesn't know that. For now I will give you some backround info on our friendship.

~~~9 years ago~~~
I was kicking a soccer ball at a tree in the park near my house. My parents had just told me that they were getting a divorce. I remember that I was so angry that I kicked the ball as hard as I could. Of course being me, I ended up missing the tree and all I remember hearing a high pitched girly scream--- if you asked him though, Greyson would deny screaming like that and instead say that it was very manly.--- Anyway, I saw a boy around my age on the ground holding his 'parts'.

"What the he'll was that for?"

"First of all watch your mouth. And secondly, I am so sorry, I was just angry and I kicked the ball too hard." I explained ad I helped him up off of the ground.

"It's okay, but do you wanna .talk about it?" He asked.

"Talk about what?" I wondered aloud.

"Why were you mad?"

"Oh um well, my parents are getting a divorce."

There was a long pause after that before I broke the silence.

"Anyways, I'm Lyra Matthews. What's your name?"

"Oh I'm Greyson. Greyson Adams."

"Do you wanna be friends?"

"No!" Greson screamed horrified. "I wanna be bestfriend!" He yelled instead. And that is how Greyson and I became bestfriends.