Just another high school romance

Just another high school romance

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"That's not how you hold a fork!" Kali yelled at Greyson. "Yes it fucking is!" Greyson shouted back. We were currently all in the kitchen eating craft Mac and cheese out of my dads oversized coffee mugs. Kali and Grey having a full on court level argument on the right way to hold a fork. We were all in tears from laughing so hard. "Oh god, " I wheezed "I stan you two." Kali and Grey whipped around to face me, their eyes wide and cheeks flushed. I smirked. It's official, I'm a genius matchmaker. I'm going to get Troy and Hazel in on this. "Ah, young love." I sighed wistfully, my hands clasped together in front of my chest. Hazel snorted "Keira, hunny, you haven't been in love." Haze pointed out, causing my smile to grow. "I have been in love, darling." I said dreamily "in fact I'm engaged!" Their eyes widened in shock. "Lies!" They all screamed. "I'll prove it!" I ran into my room and found the ring with my birthstone. I ran back with it on my ring finger, holding it in the air. "As you can all clearly see, I am engaged, to my bed." I said seriously, struggling to keep a straight face. We all burst out laughing, calming down a few minutes later. "So, " Kali announced smugly "That's still not how you hold a fork." Grey's face scrunched up in frustration "Yes it is! You're the one holding it wrong!" He pointed his fork at her. She gasped in outrage "Greyson Wyatt Dawson! Do not point your fork at me!" She exclaimed, pointing hers at him right back. There they go again. I watched them continue to bicker like an old married couple until I heard the doorbell. I excused myself and walked out of the kitchen towards the front door. I unlocked it, not bothering to look through the peep hole. That was a mistake ****** Hello and welcome to my second book! I will be updating this randomly, this one is just for fun! With that being said I need to make something clear: I WILL NOT TOLERATE ANY COPYING OF THIS OR ANY OF MY BOOKS Happy reading~ Claryfairchild157
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