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I hated Grayson when I first met him.

He was rude.

Always scowling and glaring.

He hated me more than I hated him.

We both caused a lot of trouble.

We had detention together a lot.

One day, he told me why he got in trouble.

He wanted attention.

His parents only focused on each other.

Even when they were getting divorced.

He told me,
"They forgot about me."

"What?" I was confused.

"They left me."

I just looked at him confused.

"They were out at one of my concerts. They left me where the concert was."

I was silent.

I looked back at my desk.

We didn't talk again.

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