The New Boy ~G.D~

chapter thirty five

You roll over to the other side of your bed and turn off your alarm. You sit up with a loud groan.

"I wish I could just fucking drop out of that hell hole" you mumble to yourself as you get out of bed.

You open your closet door to face tons of different clothing items.

You grab a simple white long sleeve with the words Bad Habits on your collar bone  and black ripped jeans. White Vans to match.

You go to the bathroom and wash your face and brush your teeth. You comb through your hair and put it up in a high ponytail.

You put on a little mascara and cover the dark circles under your eyes with concealer.

You hear your phone ring in your bedroom but you ignore it and let it ring. It blares again and you finally pick it up.

'Babe 😋💗' your screen reads. You smile wide and pick it up.

"Hey, sorry I didn't answer the first time. I was in the bathroom" you say before anything else.

"It's okay babe. Want me to pick you up today?" You think about it, and finally come up with your answer.

"No, I think I'll drive today. My dads been getting onto me about not using my car and how much he's paid for it and blah blah blah" you giggle.

"But thank you Gray" you say gently.

"Oh, okay. That's fine. I'll see you at school, yeah?" You could tell he was smiling.

"Yes" you bite your lip and say your goodbyes and hang up.

You grab your backpack from the desk chair and sling it over your shoulder and walk out the door.

"Bye mom. Bye dad" you say right before you leave the front door.

"Bye sweetie" they say in sync.

———

"Hey bitch" Alyssa greets you as you enter the schools giant double doors at the front of the school.

"Sup dude" you throw your arm around her shoulders and walk through the halls and try to find your identical boyfriends.

"Still gonna cry over that pretty boy?" Some girls taunt you as they pass by.

"I'm over that now sweetie. But thanks for checking up on me" you sarcastically smile at her.

"Fucking prick" she mumbles under her breath. You release Alyssa from under your arm and walk up behind the girl.

You tap her shoulder and when she turns around, your fist meets her jaw.

"Mind saying it louder? Couldn't hear you" you say as she holds her throbbing jaw.

"The bad bitch is back!" Alyssa cheers proudly as you take her back under your wing.

"Fuck yeah she is."

———

You come up behind Grayson and place your hands over his eyes. His hands come up and put themselves on top of yours.

"The president of the United States?" He jokes and you laugh.

"Yup. Bow down, slave" you point at him as he pathetically bows down to your feet.

"Hey, I thought this was America?"

"Oh it is. Why do you think I treated you just a peasant just now? The government is fucked up." You remark.

"Okay, Okay. Class hasn't started yet and I need my brain to not be fried by then" Ethan says as he grabs a hold of Alyssa's hand.

"Well then don't be a dumbass and maybe pay attention. Your brain should be used to getting fried" you smile at your best friends.

"Remember when you were the dumbass?" Ethan spits playfully.

"Yeah, but look who changed that" you grab Grayson and cockiness filled your face. Ethan rolls his eyes at you.

Grayson wraps his arm around you and pulls you close, kissing the top of your head.

The first bell rings and you're left standing there. You felt like ditching but then you realized you would have to explain yourself to your friends and Grayson after.

You wanted to spend as much time with Grayson as you could. It seemed as if you couldn't get enough of him.

His sight.

His flawless smile and soft hair. Waves of dark brown locks of hair run through your fingers as you brush your fingers through. His hazel eyes, looking like pools of pure, sweet honey.

His smell.

The scent of expensive men's cologne and body wash. Artificial coconuts invade his hair.

His touch.

His finger tips caressing your soft skin, leaving goosebumps to rise onto your skin. His arms wrapped around you in a warm embrace that melted your heart like ice.

His taste.

His soft, plump lips against yours. His mouth attached to your neck, leaving small bruise like markings that trailed down to only places he would be able to see. His kiss that you couldn't help but to get high off of.

His voice.

Deep and soothing. His laugh explodes and enters your ear as a bellow, ending in a melody. The different areas he seems to add more emotion into when he really laughs.

Everything about him was perfect. From his honesty to his charismatic personality. Everyone who were to walk into the same path or meet eye to eye with him would fall in love immediately.

You were beyond happy to call him yours.