Chapter 6: He Kissed Me

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Well, this chapter is dedicated to this two readers!  IvyMarsula and Mariellismyname :D

YOU

Uh-uh should I?

"Hey." Greyson spoke, I looked at him.

"Okay, I'll do it." I answered. I looked at Michael, seeing his happy face, well...

"Let's do it." Michael said, then the staffs began to laugh because of the tone of his voice when he said that. "What?"

Greyson laughed. "Haha, nothing, let's keep going!"

"Okay, you-" Michael pointed the group. "So, you guys are going to edit the video, while the other group, you guys are gonna shoot the video---" then blah blah, all I know is, I'm in a bike with Greyson, I think Greyson is having fun a little.

"You having fun?" Greyson asked as he paddle.

"Yeah, kinda, it's windy though." I said then looked in the sky.

"Yeah."

"THEN CUT. CUT. CUT!!!!!" Someone shouted, well...

GREYSON

Someone shouted cut, but I don't care about that right now, I'm having fun, bro, you can't stop me!!!!!!!!!

"YO, GREYSON, STOP." YN said, nice, I'm having my bike ride.

"Just enjoy it, okay? I'm having fun. You're with me, right?" I asked then looked at her.

She looked at me then sighed. "Fine"

"Good" I said as I smile at her. She smiled at me back then...

"OH SHIT GREYSON LOOK!!!!" She shouted, I looked at the road and saw a bus. oh shit. I turned to the other side, then stopped.

"God." I said as I pant.

"We almost die." You said as you step back.

"Yeah, crap. Let's go back"

"Yeah, we should, or they'll fire me." you said, I looked at you as you roll your eyes.

"Ha, let's go." I ride in the bike again, so did you.

"We're back!" Greyson shouted.

"Crap, Greyson! We have no time left!" One of the staff said to me.

"Well, sorry. YN just like to look around and stuff." I smiled.

"M-Me!?" You said, I looked at you then whispered. "Oh please, just please?"

"Okay, fine" I smiled at you, then turned to Michael, who's glaring at you.

Sorry, YN.

"It's okay, I bet it's your first time, but we have no time left and it's your fault." Michael said to you, okay it's my fault, Greyson to the rescue.

"Hey, Michael, instead of talking stuff, how about we continue shooting?" I asked then smiled.

"Sounds good."

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