Schools coldest boy and sweetest girl are in a big fight. What happens when everyone is fed up and cuffs them together?
Will they move past their differences? Or will it only make matters worse?
G.D book.
Isabella's POV "What do you even do during the day?" I asked Grayson as soon as there was a commercial break on the tv.
"Why do you want to know?" He asked, turning his attention to me.
"Because I don't usually sit around in front of the tv. I do other things, you know." I sighed.
"Well, I like to start my day off with a little facial cleanser and then I meditate for a couple. Usually afterwards, I don't feel like showering since I'm already spiritually clean so I go out for a caramel frappe." He said, mocking a woman's voice.
"No, jackass, that's not what I meant." I smiled at his stupidity.
"I just stayed here because I thought this was what you do all day." He shrugged.
"Well, it's not. When I'm not working I go grocery and art shopping so I can decorate my art room, then I'll eat a snack, after that I work out for a few hours, then I take a shower and go to sleep." I summed up my everyday life.
"Don't you have to work these next few weeks?" Grayson asked.
"I'm assistant manager, so my schedule is kind of flexible. Plus, I almost always show up everyday which means my sick days and vacation days have been piling up. I saved them so I could be off work during super long breaks like this one." I replied while fiddling with strands of my golden blonde hair.
"You can do that?" He added.
"Sort of. I made it work." I shrugged.
"Oh. Well sometimes I hang out with Ethan, then I work out, then eat, maybe swim, just do random shit." He explained.
"Since we both work out on the daily, maybe we can work out together? It's not like we have a choice anyway." I shrugged.
"Maybe. You said you had an art room?" He replied.
"Yeah, it's just a spare room I use for my art and music supplies." I nodded at his question.
This normal conversation is going oddly well.
"Dope. Can I see?" He asked.
"Uh, s-sure. If you want." I stammered as I was caught off guard by his...intrigue with my hobbies.
We both got up off the couch and walked back upstairs to see my art room.
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