I woke up around 8:45 so I slowly got up and dragged my feet to my bathroom for a hot shower. I was soon surrounded by the heavy steam that fogged up the huge mirror. I wrapped the fluffy towel around me and brushed my teeth, dried and braided my hair and had a wash.
Afterwards, I walked into my room to find my outfit for the day but was startled to see Grayson lying on my bed. "Jeez!" I jumped, making him chuckle lowly. "What do you want?" I barked. "Chill baby girl. I wanted to get to know you better" he smiled. "What do you wanna know?" I asked as I was looking for clothes in my closet. "Where are your parents? How long have you lived alone? Where are you originally from? Any siblings? Ya know just anything" he responded. "Dead, 3 years, Miami and I'm an only child" I dryly replied. "Sorry" he said. "Whatever it's not your fault" I sighed, happy that I finally decided on what to wear. I closed the door and put on my ripped skinny jeans with a burgundy t shirt and my Adidas superstars.
I took Grayson to Starbucks on the way to school because I really needed it. We stayed there for 15 minutes when a girl our age came up to us. "Hey" she said in a high pitch tone. "Hey" Grayson said. "So you new around here? I could show you around" she offered flirtatiously. "Nah I'm good but what are you doing tonight?" he asked, making me roll my eyes and look out off the window. "fuckboy" I coughed, earning a glare from him. "Nothing. You want my number?" she asked, twirling her bleached blonde hair with her oversized fake nails. "Yeah sure" Grayson said and they exchanged numbers. She whispered something in his ear and he smirked at her. "I'll see you tonight" he smirked and she waddled off, swaying her imaginary hips. I started laughing and he looked at me as if to say "what?". "Oh my god you are such a fuckboy. Did you see how desperate that bitch was?" I laughed. "Whatever" he sighed and we left for school.
"Late! As usual. You too Mr Dolan. You're not making a very good example of yourself" the teacher scoffed. "Does it look like I give a shit?" Grayson sassed, making the class giggle. "Just sit down over there" she half shouted and pointed to the back of the class. We both took our seats and I put my feet on the table. "Feet down!" the teacher yet again screeched. "Volume down! Jeez lady you got a microphone over there?" I mocked and she shook her head and pinched her nose as the class laughed. David, one of m guy friends, was in the seat in front of me turned around and told me to make her really mad so I thought for a moment. I sneaked over to the little table on the other side of our classroom and got a glue stick and a ruler and cut chunks of glue and started flinging it near the teacher. She stood up and yelled. "who did that?!" she screamed. "I did it again when she was looking away from me and it stuck to her forehead. "Kayleigh Marie get outside now! You to Grayson!" she bellowed and everyone was dying with laughter. We got up but I crouched down because I was laughing so much and grabbed my bag. "Adios bitches!" I saluted and walked outside, Gray following. "Damn" he said, still laughing uncontrollably.
We walked to the bleachers on the football field and we were still laughing. His laugh was amazing and it made you laugh as well. "So where'd ya go last night?" I questioned, wiggling my eyes brows and referring to the girl that Grayson hooked up with. "Well I went to that sluts house and started making out but when the fun actually started, she was really annoying and no good so I left" he shrugged and I started laughing again. "Wow you really are a fuckboy" I said through laughing. "I hate that word" he stated. "Well you can't deny it" I said and he shook his head. "I can and I will coz I'm not a fuckboy" he retorted, getting mad. "Prove it" I challenged. "Fine" he agreed and got up and sat uncomfortably close. Before I could speak, he leaned in and kissed me, slow and passionately. I thought he wouldn't ever do it and I hate to admit that I'm wrong but it really was filled with love. I also never thought that we would kiss but we did. We both pulled away to catch our breath and I was in shock. As cliché as it sounds the kiss was an eruption of sparks- no of bombs. I've never felt that with anyone else and I had kissed quite a few guys. "Uuuh I- I" I was cut off by his soft lips pressed against mine again as they fit together like a jigsaw. Again, we pulled away and we both just stared at each other for a moment, taking in each others features. Grayson was beautiful. He had gorgeous eyes that you could get lost in forever, petal shaped, pink, plump lips, a mole on his chin and his hair was kind of messy, parts hanging down on his forehead but somehow it still looked perfect.
After a while, we went back inside and continued our boring day of school. We had the same lessons because Mr Barkley thought it would be best. It was really awkward but I just ignored him. When we got home, I went straight to my room and slammed the door, leaping onto my comfy bed to think. "What the hell happened?!" I began in my head. "You let him kiss you an you kissed back! You can't fall for him. You won't. He's a fuckboy. Nothing more. You don't even do relationships yourself so don't try now. It's easier just to be with a guy for the nigh and then leave with no strings attacked" I thought to myself. After an hour, I was on my phone and Grayson walked in and lay next to me and he just looked at me (pic above).
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