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jorgyn's pov

"here you go grayson" i say, as i type my phone number into his phone, just as i did with the rest of them, apart from alyssa.

because i had her number before all this, obviously.

besides, it's not like she would give me chance to anyways, all day she's been shooting me odd glances here and there, but i just ignore them.

i'm sure she'll get over it pretty soon.

"see you all on monday!" ethan grins, and walks off with grayson.

"oh wait one minute" grayson says, and he comes up running to me.

"see you" he adds on, before giving me a quick peck on the lips. i blush, and mutter a quiet 'bye', and wave him off.

i look over to alyssa to ask if she wanted to walk home together, seeing as peter and josh had already left, but when i turned around to look, she was already outside storming away from me.

"hey, alyssa! wait for me!" i shouted after her, and i caught up to her. finally this was my chance to ask her what was up with her.

"what's up with you?" i ask, and she stays silent, completely ignoring my question. "hey, i know you can hear me!"

"because you've been fucking grayson!" she screams, and a shocked expression comes over my face.

"no i haven't, and why would you care anyways" i say, folding my arms over my chest.

"that's the point! you think i don't fucking care, but i do" she says, and i furrow my brows.

"i'm lost" i say, confused. she scoffs, and rolls her eyes.

"all of last night, and today, you've been shutting me out and completely ignoring me!" she shouts, and my mouth drops to the floor.

"no i have not! at least i didn't run away and scare you half to death!" i shout back, and she shakes her head.

"i ran off to go eat with ethan because i needed someone to actually pay me some attention! lately you've been giving it all to gray-fucking-son!" she shouts.

"you're jealous" i say, and she scoffs. "why?"

"isn't it obvious?! i like you!" she shouts.

"huh? what do you mean, you're my bestfriend, of course i like you too-"

"no, not in the way you think. i like, like you" she says, whilst looking me dead in the eyes.

"wh-what?" i say, shocked. there was a silence, before she spoke up again.

"but, i think i know what i need to do. i need to make myself hate you" she says, and i'm left in complete and utter shock.

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