Sophie's p.o.v
I didn't do much this weekend. Mainly because of me being severely hung over. Grayson took care of me though.
"How are you not hung over?" I ask Grayson.
"Look at me. It's not like I'm a light weight" He tenses his muscles.
"Oh you're humble I see" I reply sarcastically
He chuckles while handing me some helpful pills and water.
That was basically my entire weekend. Caught up on some YouTube though.
Jack got over Meredith quick. Brought a new girl home Saturday night.
Now it was Monday again. However I didn't have school again because of the fire. You would think a school in the middle of town would have been top priority to be fixed. Guess not.
"Ready yet Sophie?" Grayson yells from the hallway.
"Almost" I yell back putting my shoes on.
I run downstairs to meet Grayson who was growing impatient with how long I take to get ready b
He looks at me weirdly.
"Sophie you're not wearing that" he puts one of his hands on his hips like a mother would.
I look down at what I was wearing. Long sleeved and shorts?
"What do you mean, we are only going out for lunch"
Grayson decided I should get out of the house so he invited me to lunch with him and Ethan.
"Those shorts are too short you can see half your asscheek" He replies.
I turn and look at our mirror. Kind of an exaggeration if you ask me.
"You serious?" I ask.
"Dead serious"
I scoff and roll my eyes but head back upstairs to change.
I come back down in jeans. But this time with a crop top on.
"Sophie you're kiddi-"
"Come on we are going to be late!" I say running outside to Graysons car.
"You can't be late for lunch!" He yells behind me.
I'm already at the passenger seat of his car. I see him scoff and smile meaning he wasn't going to protest anymore.
Grayson starts up his car, giving me time to turn on the radio.
It's on a static station so I click the up button and it lands on a station that's playing Dancing Queen.
Grayson starts singing the words quietly to himself without even realising it.
"You like the dancing queen?" I laugh.
He snaps out of his trance and looks at me for a quick second before turning back to the road.
"What? No, of course not" he grips the wheel and I see his arms tense. What. A. Sight.
"I just saw you singing the words!" I yell in hysterics.
He thinks for a second. Then scoffs in defeat.
"Fine, I like it. But who doesn't? it is a classic" he admits.
Graysons hand reaches to the radio and blasts the music.
We both start singing at the exact same time at the exact same volume. Which was extremely loud.
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Meeting the Bad Boy // Ethan Dolan
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