Married to Him?! [Greyson Chance]

Chapter XVIII - Flashbacks? Oooooohh.... BUSTED!!

Chapter 18

Jamie:

The whole day, my head was spinning these circles. The night came flashing and flashing back in my head as classes pass by the hour. I even tripped a few times. Good thing Clyde and Megan were beside me the whole time. Honestly, I don't know what I'd do without them. 

At the corner of my eye, I saw Megan opened her locker then stuffed some books inside. Clyde was there beside her, babbling about their upcoming book report. He suddenly laughed then stuffed his hands on his pocket and glanced at my direction. 

"Greyson." I moaned, gripping my hands on his hair. I could feel him smile as his lips kissed the side of my mouth. His hands were all over my cheeks when he began to press his lips harder on mine. 

"Hmmm..." He kissed my neck then went back to my lips. "I like that sound Mrs. Chance." 

"Jamie?" 

I bolted upright, slamming the locker loudly. Damn, these flashbacks are killing me. "W-What Megan?" I stammered. She pointed behind her then hid her face with a book. That's when I knew what was going on. I turned to look over my shoulder then gritted my teeth. 

"Hey Jay-Jay!" Patrice giggled, strutting her way towards me. Behind her was her sisters, Beatrice and Candice. They're known since their Dad's a producer and their Mom's a model. But at school, they're known as the Ice sisters. 

I used to hang out with them back then. But seeing them treat my friends like crap makes me wanna rip them wide open. Besides, all they wanted from me was money. And there's no way in hell I'm gonna hang out with them anymore. 

"Patrice." I said, glumly. "What do you want?" 

"Wow... Jamie. Treating me like a stranger now, are we? Is that how you treat a friend, Jay-Jay?" Patrice smirked then raised her eyebrow like some bitch. No....  She is a bitch after all. 

"No..." I smirked back. "That's how I treat crap." 

Beatrice and Candice's eyes went wide in horror as they say saw their sister twitch in anger. Megan, who was currently hiding behind my back, covered her mouth to keep it from laughing. I kinda laughed a little but hid it with a cough. 

"Watch your mouth, Miller. Your Dad's rep might be in danger." She threaten menacingly. 

I raised an eyebrow at that remark. "Been there, done that." I said, waving my hands away. "Go back to your bitch hole and make voddoo dolls of me for all I care. Now shoo." 

"I didn't come here for that." Patrice smiled, as if earlier didn't happen. "I came here to invite you to a party at our house. You know, like the old times." She gave me a genuine smile but it turns out that she was faking it since her eye just twitched. 

"I'll say.... No." I spatted. 

"It'll be fun, Jamie." Beatrice squeaked. "Plus, Greyson Chance's gonna be there."