Downfall

Chapter 8: Butterflies

Butterflies, freaking butterflies is what I feel now when I see him. I need to stop it. We still need to pull more pranks on Brad and then our big one.

We were at my house making some cookies. And by cookies I mean, cookies with laxatives. This should be fun.

"Alright, pass me the flour." He said.

I went to grab the floor and since it was a bit high, I tried to tiptoe, but the result was..

"Oh my God." He said and before I knew it, he started to laugh.

Yep, I was covered in flour. I looked like Casper. I think is karma for all the pranks we're pulling.

"Grayson! Stop laughing, this is your fault." I huffed.

"How's that my fault? All I asked was, get the flour. This is your kitchen." He rolled his eyes.

"Don't get cheeky with me, mister." I said as I pointed my finger at him. He chuckled.

"I actually enjoy making you mad. It's my passion." He told me while walking closer to me, and then lean in "you're adorable when you're blushing."

Okay, I have a lot of butterflies in my stomach right now and they're multiplying. What the hell is happening.

"Nikki?" Grayson snapped his fingers.

Wait, was I actually daydreaming about him? What's wrong with me? No, no he is Grayson and now you're two people who stop hating each other and are now making peace. Yeah let's go with that.

"Sorry, I was imagining Brad eating the cookies and shitting himself on the way to the bathroom." I chuckled as he did too.

"Epic, that's what it will be." He grinned.

We managed to finish the dough and bake 50 cookies. Once we were done, we went to the couch to rest.

"Question, if it's only for Brad, why are we baking 50?" I asked while looking at him.

"Because, we are going to give them to his annoying group of friends. Well the lunch lady is. Two for each people. Some of the kids at school deserve this for being assholes." He added.

"I agree with you. Can't wait. But since they're strong, let's give just one, that way 50 kids at school can crap there." I grinned as he laughed.

"Loving your evil mind, little one." He told me while removing a strand of hair from my face.

Not this again, butterflies leave my stomach alone. He is Grayson and we are friends now.

"I have to go, my mom is sending me lots of text and all have angry emoji faces." He sighed as I chuckled.

"What did you do to piss her off?"

"I put salt in the sugar container and the sugar in the salt container, again. She had it coming, the woman ate my snicker, that I was reserving for later."

I laughed some more. "You're something else."

"That I am." He winked at me and then Left.

Okay, that's it. I'm calling an exterminator to eliminate the butterflies in my stomach.

...........

A few hours later, Daniela came. I told what's been happening and her words were...

"You and Grayson need to bang and date. Or date and then bang. Whatever the order is, you two belong together." She told me before eating a piece of cake.

"You're not helping. I can't believe I'm even saying that he's cute and all that." I sighed.

"Grayson is a great catch. He's nice, caring and funny. He likes you, just as much as you like him." This time she was serious. No jokes nothing.

"But-"

"No buts, Nikki, I've never seen two people who are so perfect for each other, like you two." She smiled.

"Let's change topic, how's the rich life style going?"

"Well, I can't use it till I'm 18, but once that happens, I'll tell you." She grinned. "Now back to you and  Grayson."

I groaned.

"What's up with Grayson?" Mom asked while entering the living room.

"That Grayson and Nikki like each other and wont admit it. Instead they're ignoring their feelings." She told my mom.

"Right, they both need to get it together and be a couple already." Mom replied.

I swear with these two, when they get together they gossip. Sometimes I think Dani is my mom's long lost daughter.

"Okay, I'm leaving. You two give me headaches." I sighed as I got up and then left.

I don't like Grayson, like that. We're just friends and that's it.