Sunday
I wake up, and roll over. Grayson isn't here. I swear he slept over. I shake it off, and get up, grab my phone from my nightstand, and as I open the door, I take a whiff and I smell pancakes, eggs, and bacon.
I smile so big and jump downstairs, I run to the kitchen like a little kid. I see Grayson, shirtless, with some grey sweatpants on, and his slides. Cooking some pancakes. He turns around and he sees me run to the kitchen island. He laughs.
"Hungry? Aren't you?" He plops a pancake on a plate. I nodded my head. "I never had any home cooked meals in a while, seeing this just makes my heart happy." I smile at him. He smiles at me, "Look, I want to apologize about how I acted when you first met me, I thought you were a random girl..." "So you do that to other girls?" I cut him off. "What? No! I just lost my temper, I've changed I promise." He says.
"What made you want to change?" I ask him. "You." He responds. I smile at that response, "Now eat up, since you never get these." I nod my head and started to eat and so did Grayson.
For the first time in forever, I felt... happy. And felt not lonely. I felt like a regular teenager, I felt all the stress go away. This is something I want everyday.
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"These letters, they are so all over the place." I throw the papers. and jump on the couch, and put my hand on my head. Grayson was watching "The American Crime Story" He pauses it.
"Well, she did say you can read it in any order, but my suggestion is to read them, in order." He says. I look up at him, "How? There's about 100 letters in there." I tell him, clearly very stressed.
He grabbed my thigh, making shivers go down my back. "Hey, hey, calm down, in those two letters you have read. What did he mainly say?" He asks. I try to think, then I remembered, in the suicide note, I think, she said that there's this boy... BOY!
"Grayson!" I yell, sitting up and he quickly sits up also, he gives me a confused look, "My mother said in a suicide note that Ms. Steinburg showed be yesterday morning, that there's this boy, this boy that will know everything, but I don't know who it is." I move my eyes off of Grayson's beautiful hazel eyes, to the letters. I kneel down to my coffee table, "There has to be answers in one of these letters."
GRAYSON'S POV
When she told me that in a suicide note, her mom had made, she said there's a boy that knows everything.
And what if that boy is me? No way, that boy can't be me.. can it?
I've known her mother ever since I was little. She never showed me in person what Maya looked like, but she showed me in pictures of Maya, and I knew by looking in those photos. I would fall in love. But, it's been years, so I stopped falling for a girl who doesn't know who I am. And here I am at Maya's house, the girl who I fell in love with ever since I was little.
When I hurt Maya, I didn't know it was her, I couldn't control my temper, no could speak to me like she did. But, I am Grayson Dolan, captain of the football team, so on Monday, I'll just ask like I never met her or even know her.
Something spins around my head, Am I the boy her mother talked about?
MAYA'S POV
MONDAY
Last night, Grayson left. It was a school night so I understand.
My alarm rings making me get out of bed, I search through my messages and see that Lilly, has texted me.
Lilly: Hey babe! I'm going to pick u up from school!
Maya: cool! see u in a bit:)
I turn off my phone and go in the bathroom. And do the usual, take a shower, brush my teeth, do my hair and do my makeup.
