Chapter 4

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Willow's Perspective

      Grayson Recce was the boy most of the girls had a crush on. But no matter what he did, I didn't like him. He thought I hated him, when really, that day in the hall, I didn't know he was. For all I knew, he could have been a serial killer. So I just left, I started walking away, fast. Well, I can't say that I hated him, at least not yet. 

       The reason I didn't like Grayson wasn't just because I didn't know him. It all started in 3rd grade at lunch. I was hanging with my best friends and staring at my crush. The boys at his table noticed and came over to me and my friends. " Omg, you like Max", One of the boys said. My face died, got buried and then woke up from the dead and came back to me. I felt so nervous, and my friends weren't making me feel any better. But then Grayson came up to me and laughed at me. He LAUGHED at me. That's when I decided that he was just a fake.

      So when I saw him in my class, I panicked. Like I said before, a LOT of the girls liked him. And I had finally found a friend. Now he was going to ruin that. She was going to fall for him and he was going to fall for her. And Grayson always gets the girl.

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