wicked games [g.d.]

chapter two:

i walk into the history class and see my new classmates.

"damn, girl." i hear a guy say as i walk in.

i turn around to be faced with a guy with tan skin and brown hair.

"gilinksy, cut it out." i see grayson who was right next to the guy.

"take a seat." the teacher stands right behind me and i spin around to face her.

"oh! youre new." she says, "i'm sorry."

"it's okay."

"jack can give her his spot." grayson smiles at the teacher.

she thinks for a second, "hmm, okay. jack go sit over by mackenzie."

"really bro?" he glares at grayson.

"dude she's hot." he mouths and jack nods then gets up.

"did you just call me hot?" i giggle as i sit down.

"oh- you heard that?" he nervously says and i nod. "well, i mean you are." he admits.

"thanks-" i say but i get interrupted by the door opening.

"sorry i'm late, ms. jackson" i hear heels clicking then i see a pair of red bottoms and my eyes trail up to see the one who was wearing them.

it was brandi, the girl ally told me about.

her blue eyes meet with mine and she raises her eyebrow and looks at grayson.

i feel slightly intimidated by her glare.

"whatever, brandi. take a seat." the teacher says and brandi makes her way to a desk.

she stumbles over my book bag and shoots me with a dirty look, seriously it felt like that girls glare was shooting needles at my body.

"watch it, bitch." she hisses and goes to her desk.

"ignore her, she's just mad that we are broken up." grayson tells me.

"oh. why did you guys break up?" i ask.

"she cheated on me with some guy on the baseball team, not too worried though.. she'll be back eventually."

"oh." i say.

ally was definitely right, 'she'll be back eventually' that told me they are on and off.

—

class is over and grayson walks me to his car, "so my house?" he asks.

"oh, sure." i say.

we get into his bmw and drive to his house.

"what kind of music do you like?" he asks.

"it doesn't matter." i tell him.

"okay." he says and puts on bryson tiller.

"i love this song!" i tell him, and he laughs and says same.

"so, my friend aaron is having a party tomorrow night, do you wanna go?" he asks.

"i probably can, let me text my mom." i say and he nods.

i text my mom that i was going to come home later since i was going to a friends house and that i had a question for her later.

"i'll ask her when i get home."

—

he pulls into the driveway to a large house, that was in my neighborhood.

"woah, i live right down the street from you." i tell him and he looks at me, "thats you who moved in?" he asks and i nod.