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The whole school shipped you with Grayson because you were both bad.
Grayson was a classic bad boy and you were a bad girl. People thought you were so hot, the way you walked with such confidence, was breathtaking. It was just everything about you.
Some friends of Grayson's even say that he has a crush on you but you never believed it.
I walked into class late again and the teacher just rolled his eyes and continued doing attendance. I sat next to my partner and then Grayson turned around and looked at me.
"What" I hissed and he just smirked and turned back away.
I was spaced out for so long I didn't even realize the teacher was calling my name.
"Y/n, do you know the answer." The teacher asked clearly knowing I was not but I decided to answer anyway...
"I believe the answer to that question, like the answer to most questions is fuck you."
Everyone turned their bodies to look at me the second I said that and the teacher just sighed and said "anyone else know what Pythagorean theorem is—"
I pushed my desk away roughly and said "no really, the answer is FUCK YOU!"
And then I threw my metal chair at the window so hard the window broke to pieces.
I was having the worst day and the teacher just having the nerve to ask me that threw me to the edge.
I stood there panting heavily and then grabbed my stuff and walked out.
I then heard footsteps behind me as I was violently opening my locker.
"You didn't have to break it back there." I heard Grayson's voice.
I just ignored him and grabbed the bag that was in my locker and walked out of the school with Grayson calling me multiple times.
After I got to Mrs. Horowitz car I started to climb up the car and put the bat over my head getting ready to hit "Y/N GET DOWN FROM THERE!"
I hit Mrs. Horowitz front window into pieces and then started hitting parts of the car over and over again.
I then felt a pair of hands on my waist pulling me away and carrying me to their car.
"What were you thinking?!" Grayson yelled as him and I were in the backseat of his car.
"That teacher always hated me with a burning passion so I gave her what she was practically begging for." I sighed.
"Your nuts." Grayson coldly chuckled.
"Maybe I am but since what do you care about me!"
"Because I like you ok?!" Grayson yelled then ran his hands through his hair.
I couldn't take it anymore and smashed my lips onto his, he hesitated but kissed back anyways.
We did this for a while until I pulled away and Grayson's lips were red and plumped.
"I'm sorry I—"
"No it's ok, I've been waiting to do that either way."
" I can't do this I'm sorry." I panicked and rushed out of the car leaving Grayson in the car.
He catches up with me and turned me around.
"What the fuck did I do to deserve this shit?! First you kiss me and then you leave?!" Grayson yelled.
"I'm not good—"
"Like wise! But I like you hell maybe and maybe even love you!"
"Why would you love me!?"
"I don't know but I love you!"
"I need a better explanation than that!"
He kissed me roughly and I kissed back.
Once we pulled away we kept our foreheads touching "I can't explain but all I know is that I have this feeling in my stomach whenever I'm around you."
