Grayson's P.O.V. Part 2

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"Traffic yay"

I said sarcastically.

"bro this weather is so spitious.", Ethan dragged

" What?", Kian asked

"The weather.... it's.. Spitious." Ethan repeated

"Ethan what the hell does 'spitious' mean? JC asked

He stared at the road in silence with no reply.

*BEEEPPP!!!!*

the car in front of us had went then sped off into the right lane. causing a commotion with the next car.

"Totally love L.A. Traffic.", Ethan claimed sarcastically " Oh Gray by the way I... may have.. accidental-"

"Ethan what did you break?", I asked threatning

"Its not a huge deal.. I just... may have had a little too much fun turning the handle in the shower this morning."

"ugh Ethan-"

"Well I mean in my defense it was nice turning back and forth."

"dude", JC laughed

" Ethan.." I said with my hand on my forehead "we just got that house bro. We can't keep wasting our money on stupid shit like shower handles."

" I know its okay if you want to fix it we can go and get a new one now."

"Yes Please.", I pleaded irritated

" Anyways.. so Saturday is going to be Epic..", Kian faded

as they continued to converse a light silver car shined to the left of us, it caught my eyes. a man in a slick black suit had been sitting in the drivers seat with a frown and the young girl next to him had thrown her hands in the air like she was furious. I couldn't hear them or see her face but something in me settled as if it was a purpose. And I could only see her hair, ...her beautiful jet black hair. and just like the conversation she faded as Ethan turned the car.


[AFTER THE STORE]

We had finally came to the neighborhood turn and pulled by the house. I got out and grabbed the bag with the new shower handle and looked over to the next house.

'That car..'

It was the same car from before and next to it a small girl who had planted a pink box into another box she looked like she had been crying and she had quickly wiped the tears from her face and picked up the box in front of her. she rushed up the driveway and looked over and there she was... everything slowed to a mere breath of a second. She was clear now. Her face as beautiful as her skin her eyes that seem to sparkle for miles and her hair her beautiful

"jet black hair"

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