Lost in time G.D E.D

Part 5

'Sorry I'm a bitch' I write out on the cake I baked for Ethan and Grayson.

I put a lid on the container and get ready for school.  I may not like them, especially after that move Ethan pulled but I'll pretend to like them.

I walk to school with the cake in a bag.  I walk to my locker and set it in there with my coat. Patrick walks by and I pull him over, "Look,"  pointing at my cake I made
"Cute, I bet they'll get a kick out of it,"
Patrick chuckles. 

"Are they here yet? I'm too excited to wait," I giggle, I like having his approval. 

"They might be in the theater, I'll go check and I'll bring them. If I'm not back by bell just do it at lunch," he gives me two thumbs up and leaves. 

I wait patiently by my locker and wait.  "Awe new girl baked us a cake," my dads voice jokes to my right. A few boys stand behind him.  "Fuck off Baker,"
I scoff.

Two boys grab my arms and pull me away from my locker, "What the hell!"  Jake grabs the lid and takes a bite of the cake, "This sucks,"  I close my eyes as he pushes the cake into my face and I scream in shock as the destroyed cake slides down my body and onto the floor. 

"Get away!" A voice screams and I see Patrick Ethan, and Grayson run over. Am I hearing things or did Ethan say that? 

"Saved by the psychos, lets go guys," My dad says wavering his friends over.

Patrick moves my hair out of my face while Ethan punches a locker and Grayson stares annoyed as the guys turn the corner. 

"Are you okay?" Patrick asks and I shake my head upset.  "They'll get their karma someday," Grayson nods beside me.  "Wait, no," I shake my head fast, "It's fine,"  "Everyone gets their karma eventually," Ethan promises. 

"I still appreciate the cake," Grayson smiles and I shrug upset.  "Its okay Liv."Patrick  rubs my back. 

"Ill ask Hannah to help clean her up," Grayson offers.  "Hannah?" I look at Patrick excited.

Hannah Anderson was My friends mom.  "I'll go get her," Grayson leaves and Ethan follows.

Patrick stays with me until the blonde arrives.  "C'mon ," Hannah takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom. 

This woman changed my diapers. Now we're the same age and she's washing cake off my face.  "Thank you," I say quietly.  "Of course, any friend of Grayson's is a friend of mine," she smiles. 

"Grayson says I'm his friend?" I ask unsure.  "Well, he hopes you could be. He's touched you tried to fix your mistake," she smiles dabbing my shirt with a paper towel. 

"What about Ethan?"  "He stayed pretty quiet, I'm not sure about him,"  "And Patrick?"
"
"He's a fan of yours. He was talking about you yesterday. We were hanging out after the guys got off work. Ethan was complaining about you to be honest, but Patrick, Grayson and Arron told him to calm down,"  "I feel bad,
we started off on the wrong foot," I huff.

I am changing my mind on Grayson too bad he's nothing more than a murderer. 

"I've gotten what I can, sorry I can't do more," Hannah  says sounding defeated.

"I appreciate you," I smile. We leave the bathroom and I head to drama class. This time I find Grayson , Patrick, and James sitting together smiling up at me.  "You've convinced us to come to class today," Patrick grins.

I grin right back and sit between James and Grayson. I turn to Grayson and smirk.  "Hi, I'm Olivia ," I hold my hand out in greeting.  He smiles sheepishly and shakes with his left hand, "Grayson"