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I walked down the stairs the next morning and into the kitchen to see everyone there making breakfast.
" And she's awake! " Wyatt laughed.
" Morning. " I yawned as I walked over and stood beside Grayson.
" Your just on time, breakfast is almost ready. " Grayson smiled.
" Yay, I'm hungry. "
" All of us are. " Rosie sighed.
" I'm sorry I can only cook so fast, and apparently I'm the only one who can cook eggs. " Wyatt said.
" I can cook eggs. " I said.
" Yeah, but you weren't awake and Grayson wasn't letting me wake you. " Wyatt glared.
" You can't just wake someone when they are sleeping, they could punch you in the face or worse. " Grayson explained.
" Fine that's true. " Wyatt agreed.
" CAN YOU JUST MAKE THE FOOD I'M GETTING HANGRY!! " Rosie yelled.
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Grayson and Wyatt went outside to find wood so we could have a fire tonight, while Rosie and I stayed inside watching tv.
" Have you talked to Grayson yet? " Rosie asked.
" No! I have no idea how to even start the conversation. "
" Why don't you go up stairs to talk to him in private. " Rosie suggested.
" But how do I get him up stairs!? " I asked as I flailed my arms in the air.
" You can meet him up there, and when the guys come back I can tell him that your up stairs and you need to talk to him. " Rosie smiled.
" But I don't want him to worry. "
" I'll tell him it's not a bad thing. "
" Okay fine. " I sighed.
" You got this! Now get upstairs. " Rosie said.
" Wait why? " I asked.
" Because they are on their way back, I can see them though the window. Now Go! " Rosie yelled.
" Okay, okay I'm going. "
I walked up the stairs and sat down on the bed, how the fuck am I going to start this conversation!
I sighed and fall back onto the bed.
" You good? "
I sat back up to see Grayson, " Umm... yeah I'm good. "
" Rosie said you needed to talk and that it wasn't a bad thing, so I don't need to worry. "
I stood up from the bed and took a deep breath.
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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...
