Crowned: Most Likely to be Gay (✔️)

Crowned: First Morning

As my dad continues to rush me I hastily put effort in trying to find my car keys. "Pops I can't find my keys!" I call out as I lift up the couch cushions . "You're turning this house upside down E,just trace your steps", my dad advises. My dad calls me "E" and I call him "pops",it's pretty much our thing.

"Did mom take them accidentally or something?" I ask in exhaustion and placing my hands on my hips. "Not that I recall" My dad informs.

My dad is thirty nine and can still get down,his name is Evan Grey. 'Evan' and I are closer than twins sharing a womb. I live a pretty decent life with my parents around,they're both happily married. My mother is thirty seven ,her name is Amy Grey. I guess you can say the Grey family is under control.

"E should I pinch you or slap you?" my dad asks as he points to my pocket with my lanyard hanging out. I let out a hefty laugh. "I swear I didn't see that" I say as I continue to laugh walking out of the house. "Alright ,see you pops" I say as I walk towards my car. "Wait E" my dad calls out interrupting me. I look at him as confirmation that i'm listening. "Can you pick up your brother after school? Your mom and I will be working a little late"my dad updates. "Yeah,no problem" I say posing a thumbs up and getting into my car.

My brothers name is Ian ,he's in the seventh grade and let's just say,I wouldn't wish to have any other brother. Ian and I have been raised to be close and to love on each other every chance we get. We've been taught about the importance of family growing up in the Grey household.

I decide to grab some sweet tea as I make my way to my first day of college,already being as late as I am.I don't understand how others like to drink coffee in the mornings, I distaste the smell,it makes me sick. I make a turn into the Chik-fil-a drive thru and roll my window down as I approach the speaker. "Good morning,what would you be having today?" asked what seemed to be a female in a sweet-tempered voice. "Good morning may I have theee..." I take a pause and scan through the menu, "can I have a sausage biscuit and a medium sweet tea,please?" I say making up my mind. "Will that be all?"the sweet voice asks. "Yes ,thank you" I say then rolling my car window up.

I drive up to the service window,there stands a white male who looked like he was in his mid twenties. I roll my car window back down and the man hands me my food as I give him money in return leading to me patiently waiting for my change. "Thank you" I say as he hands me my change.

As I drive out of the chik-fil-a drive thru line,my music is interrupted by an incoming call. I glance down at my phone and the call reads "Stace".