Grayson's Angel (A Completed Steamy, Romance)

Fast Cars and Easy Girls

Grayson

"What's up with you, man? This time last year, all you cared about was your car and screwing Kathryn." Douglas asks.

"I've been feeling like shit lately. Do you realize someday there will be adults out there that still harbor hate toward all of us, because of how we treat people?" I asked.

"I've thought about that a lot too, ever since Mary sang that day." He said.

"I've don't want in on this bullshit of Kathryn's." I said.

"I heard she dumped your ass." He chuckled.

"Yeah, that's how it happened." I said in a sarcastic tone.

"You got sick of her shit finally, didn't you?" He asked, and I nodded.

"She came in my room the other night and started fucking me. I literally ended it in the middle of her orgasm."

Doug laughed his ass off. "She totally deserved that."

"Yep, anyway I tried to apologize to Mary today, and she blew me off." I said.

"Wouldn't you?" He asked.

"I guess so." I shrugged

"I just thought I could make the rest of her year better, just make her laugh, or something."

He shook his head. "You're the last person she wants to laugh with besides, Kathryn is planning her big prank. Don't help Kathryn by getting to close to Mary Ellen." He warned.

"When did you grow up so much?" I nudged him.

"When I stopped hanging out with your lame asses." He said.

I threw my bag into the back seat. "See you at practice tomorrow." I said as I sat down in the car. Doug was a smart one to dump our asses as friends. Now he's in all top honors classes, and I only see him at practice and games.

I pulled out of the school parking lot, and made my way toward home. I'm always stopped at the exact same light everyday. I look to my left and see some sorry looking dude yelling into his phone, then I looked to my right and see a ballerina dancing. "No fucking way." I mutter to myself.

The light turned green, so I pulled into a parking lot and turn around. Thankfully, there is a parking spot out front, and I parked my car.

Seeing Mary twirling, puts a smile on my face, and it looks like there's a man recording her. Another woman, young and pretty, steps into my view, and it seems like she's coaching Mary.

I'm still too far away from Mary to see much, but I can see she's fucking beautiful.

Her hair is pulled back and she's not wearing glasses, so this is the first time I've ever seen that angelic face. Her body looks like it was carved for an angel.

I squeezed my eyes shut, then looked again, just to make sure my eyes aren't playing tricks on me. Nope, that's her, Mary Ellen. I didn't know that was her given name until two days ago when I saw it on a sample pamphlet for graduation. It's a beautiful name, really.

I decided right then and there, that I'll make friends with Mary Ellen. Then I'll make the rest of the school year fun for her. Maybe then, I can shake off this guilt, and start feeling like me again.

I watched until they were done, then stepped out of my car and leaned against it. She walked out with the other two people, and they all said goodbye.

She saw me, and started walking the other direction. "Mary Ellen, wait!" I jogged to catch up to her.

"Why did you call me that?" She stopped and turned around.