A bad boy who can't express his true self, Grows a connection with a good girl who can't break her image. They share the same interest of music and writing, But can't seem to express it with anyone else but each other. They both begin to learn the t...
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An 18-year-old boy that lives in a mini-mansion with his "picture-perfect" family, He's not your average teenager, Well not behind closed door's; He's not
"GRAYSON DINNER'S READY!" Yelled Mary
"Coming Mom!" Said Grayson
He gets up from his desk and walks out of his room, Downstairs, Into the kitchen where he meets eyes with his family, He grabbed his plate; Set and ready by his mom, and sits in his normal chair next to his little brother. His parents are dressed as snotty rich business owners (Which they are, of course) And he and his little brother are dressed as normal teens, His little brother is dressed like a typical freshman in high school and Grayson is dressed in his light grey sweats with a white T-shirt.
"How was your day, Son?" Said, Allen
Mary looked at her two sons, As they both made eye contact with each other wondering which "son" Allen is talking about.
"I asked you how your day was Gabriel" Said Allen in an agitated tone
"Oh... It was good" Said Gabriel as he looked at both Mary and Grayson eating their food as if nothing concerns them.
"Answer me when I talk to you kid, It's disrespectful to not respond" Said Allen as he was aggressively cutting into the dry chicken Mary made for them.
"I didn't know who you were talking to-Well, You three are the only ones at this table, And I said How was your day... Son, Your my son right, So it must mean I'm speaking to you" Said Allen cutting of Gabriel
"You have two son's in case you forgot, That's another reason why you gave us names," Said Grayson while looking down coldly at his plate
Allen looks at Grayson coldly as he's gripping his silverware, Trying to hold back his anger.
"How was work?" Gabriel quickly asks, Trying to remove all the attention from Grayson
Allen looks away from Grayson, Who is still looking down at his half-eaten plate of food, and looks over at Gabriel directly in the eye.
Gabriel knows his father, He gets fired up fast, And you can see it in his eyes, And when you catch eye contact with him, You can feel his anger and it's not a good thing
"It was good, Thank you for asking" Said Allen still staring directly into Gabriel's eyes
Gabriel smiles briefly at his father and scans his mother's face, He tends to do that a lot, whenever theirs a heated moment he always looks at his mom, She's either always smirking or picks up whatever she sees in site, to always look busy. His eyes wander away from her and look at his brother, which is still looking down at his plate, Even though Grayson look's as if that was the most beautiful piece of chicken he has ever seen, The way he's staring at it, He's fighting the urge to not say anything back.
"Are you boys excited for school tom-"
"It's getting late, And we have a long day ahead," Said Grayson, Cutting off Mary
Grayson gets up from his chair put his plate in the sink and walks toward the stairs
"You coming?" Said Grayson looking at Gabriel
As if he had a choice, Gabriel got up, And he felt his parent's eye's watching his every move, he quickly put his plate into the sink and walked towards his brother who was already walking away from him.
"Looks like they're not happy for their first day of sch-"
