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Every year in my drama class we do a secret Santa and exchange them right before Christmas break starts.
Dale and I picked up Rosie today since she didn't have anyone to give her a ride.
Rosie hopped into the back of the car.
" Morning. " Rosie smiled as she buckled her seat belt.
" Morning. " I smiled.
Dale pulled out of her drive way and down the road. Dale has never liked Rosie for some reason.
" So who did you get for secret Santa? " Rosie asked leaning forwards in between the seats.
" I'm not telling you, it's a secret for a reason. " I smiled.
" Now that makes me think you go me. " Rosie scoffed.
" I didn't get you. " I said.
" Then did you get Grayson? " Rosie asked.
" Who's Grayson? " Dale asked.
" That guy you met around the beginning of the year. " I said.
" You two are still friends I thought that you were just working on a school project together. " Dale said.
" Oh there not friends, there dating ." Rosie smiled as we pulled up to the school.
I looked back at Rosie and glared.
We got out of the car and started to walk towards the front of the school.
" I hadn't told him I was dating Grayson yet. " I glared. I never wanted to tell him because Grayson and I weren't really dating!
" Why not? Hasn't he been to your house? " Rosie asked.
" Yes, but not when he's home! I don't need another boy to get punched in the face at my house. " I explained.
" Why would he even care, he's never cared about you since- " she stopped talking, " Sorry. "
" It's fine, can't hide from it forever, like my brother. " I sighed.
Rosie and I walked over to the guys who were sitting down where Rosie and I normally sit.
" Hey your in our spot. " Rosie glared
" We never sit down we're staying. " Wyatt said.
Rosie punched him in the arm.
" I'm actually going to go to class. " I smiled.
" Wait why? " Grayson asked.
" Because I want too. " I smiled, " See you guys later. "
I walked away and into msip and sat down in my spot, I pulled out the wrapped present I had for Wyatt. I got him a watch that he's been wanting.
YOU ARE READING
In Too Deep
Teen Fiction" hey ". I look up to see a tall guy, around my age. Dark brown hair, brown eyes. Wearing a jean jacket, jeans and a gray top with black running shoes. " hey " I say. " you seem lonely can a sit? " he smirks. " sure " I smile. The guy sits down acro...
