pte

op

n the exact same café I was in when I was supposed

ked over to the table Grayson and I wer

hing," Tony said. "Aren't y

hen I have this awful headache and Belle was torment

d to skip scho

," I m

ool a few times when I wasn't feeling well. Besides,

ful person to deal with ever since the incident

chool to say you went home sick. You're welcome. Just sta

older brother saw me here, he'd pro

rother?"

"Yeah. He's twenty-one. H

," I said. "That's

d and shook his head. "We should be g

ak between classes right now. Perfect. "I'm just going to text my mom to say you're

then," Gr

on outside to his car. The drive was silent for a bit before Grayson spoke up.

upporting me through it all. My dad is usually too busy working and my mom is

ll me what happen

about what happened. And it was nice actually having a friend since I haven't had one si

Grayson asked. He sounded like he was genuinely worri

ly involve Belle. She's just mad at me and blames me for

lames you for no re

Ben's side. I couldn't talk about this anymore. The memories were already flooding back to me, causing m

rayson asked in a

g," I m

y home or the school, Grayson asked if I wanted to hang at his house for a bit since school wa

peaceful part of town, not to mention beautiful part. Many of the front yards and gardens of t

s family was home. Grayson led me inside his house. "I got video g

olume of the games we played would

offered to get me a glass of water, so while he did so I just closed my eyes to rest.

it to clear my vision. "I have

asleep," Grayson told me. "And I didn't want to

g to the clock hanging above the TV, I was supposed to be home a long time ago. "My mom must be wondering where I am!"

er that we were going to do some homework together." He grabbed my phone off of the table be

a password on my phone. The last one from Mom m

't approve of Grayson. He'

ed to nobody in part

e. I'm not that surprised that your mom doesn't like me. Al

's that?

if people liked him or not. "You tell me." He stood up from the couch and helped

didn't know what was up with my headac

he house. He looked like he was in his twenties and looked a lot li

r a few seconds before turni

ith his brother judging by the glares he was sendin

ngry at me. I was just wondering who your pretty little friend

ou anything, Graeme. Now if you'll excuse us, we

brother, Graeme, stopped him. "Dad wants yo

When we were in his car, he sighed. "That was my brother, Graeme. He's always looking down on me, yet he's not so perfect hi

asked in a

" he s

ever flirted with me, that would m

u, doesn't it?

had to tell him one thing. "Can you do me a favor and

to ever flirt with you, then I'll make sure he doesn't. Just out of cu

no,"

told that you're not the best liar?" Grayson asked. "Look. I'm not trying to ask what happened between you and

else it will bring back all those horrible memories!" I got out