Chapter 2: Fun

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Grayson's POV

  I was awoken by my brother Ethan banging to metal pots against eachother. This dick. I tried to hide my head in my pillow and drown out all the noise. Didn't work.

  "WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT AT-," I stop myself to look at my alarm clock next to my bed,"TWO in the afternoon?" I ask, my voice slowly fading do to the fact that I realized I'd been asleep for half of the day.

  He threw the pots to the side on the floor, causing me to roll my eyes, while shaking my head.

" Well baby brother," He began in a mocking tone," I've noticed how stressed you've been lately, and I know how overwhelmingly annoying dad is. Sooo, I'm taking you out, just you and me. No Stephanie.  No electronics.  No distractions. Got it? Good." He slowly explained while sarcastically nodding his head treating me like I'm dumb, because I'd just woken up. He began to walk over to my closet and picked out my outfit,  throwing it on the bed.

After about ten minutes I climbed out of my bed, feeling shivers down my spine as my bare feet make contact with the cold, hard wood floor. I truged to the bathroom with my clothes to go take a shower. As soon as I walk in I spot something big, black, and furry on the base bored. Oh shit- I know what that is. I slowly turn my head in the direction and see the culprit. The spider. Shit. I get a towel from the rack and brace myself. I sliwly walk over to the spider, and place the towel on tip of the spider. With that I stomp all over it. Im not about to have a spider in my bathroom.

  "YEAH. DIE BITCH. YOU STUPID ASS NIGGA ASS BITCH! YOU LIKE THAT? DIE IN A HOLE! DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE! "  With one last stomp I lift up the towel to see a sruched up spider. Got em."Crippled ass bitch." I picked up another towel off the rack and stripped free of my clothes. I turn on my spotify and firework by Katy Perry starts blasting. I start to sing along while changing the tap until there is a perfect balance of hot and cold. Yesss. Towards the end of my shower i always turn the shower cold.  I have no idea why, it's just relaxing. After that i get into my sweatpants and a hoodie.

"Yo Eth?" I yelled down the stairs.

"Yo?" He yelled back.

"You ready to go yet?" I ask, getting tired of yelling. He nodded his head yes and got the keys off of the coffee table.

As we get into his black ford fusion, i begin to grow curious. "So Ethan,  were are we going?"

" Fine,  ill tell ya. First starbucks, then the mall, then Chipotle,  then to finish it off, the park."

Mmmkk."as Kyle says it, this will be Fun. Get it, cause- nevermind."

"Mk. Dork."


Yoooooo wassup? Aight,  srry for the pun at the end, just had to. It was cute and akward. Lol. Aight, pe@ce- Me.

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