A Life I Used To Know (A Hayes Grier FanFiction)

CH4- A New Crush

CHAPTER FOUR

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Please feel free to suggest anything and help me with mistakes or spelling errors. This story was made possible my my imagination.

Thanks,

Dena

Chapter 4

I grinned too, and my left eye twitched. Hayes was weird. But cute. He sat back down and Everyone started doing their work.

"So...you..got hit by a car..." Hayes says.

"Oh my gosh?! Is it really that obvious?" I say sarcastically and Hayes laughs.

"Sorry, just stating the obvious..." He says while looking down.

"It's okay" I say back. He smiles and we do our work. Hayes brings up penny boarding and I say I like it too. He says that we should hang out sometime so I ask for his number. He gives it to me.

"Oh yeah... And by the way, were neighbors" he says grinning.

"We'll then I guess we'll be hanging out a lot!" I say laughing. He chuckles back lightly.

A couple of minutes later, Mrs. Schutt says that I have all 7 classes with Hayes. Is that even possible? I think to myself. I raise my eyebrows and follow him to our next class. When we get out into one of the main hallways, everyone stares at me. I try to hide behind Hayes and he looks at me surprised.

"Why are you hiding?" He asks me looking all puzzled.

"We'll, isn't it obvious?!?" I say to him.

"Oh.. Yeah they're just jealous about how pretty you are..." Hayes puts out there. I can feel my face blush. Did he just call me pretty? No, Dena. You don't like Hayes and there's no way he likes you. I take a deep breath and stand up strait. I rub my eyes and look back up. Everything is blackish and blue and in spots. I just try to keep walking.

HAYES POV

I can't believe I just called Dena pretty right in front of her. I was lying anyway. She's not pretty, she's beautiful. She doesn't remember me so I try to take it slow but I can't stop flirting with her. She blushes and I feel myself too. Shit. I think. Take it slow Hayes, take it slow. I look back down at her and she looks a bit dizzy. I hand her my water bottle and we walk into our next class, science. Everyone stares at her and laughs and points. What are they thinking about? I feel someone tap me on my shoulder. I turn around and grow sick. I'm in deep shit.