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"Listen up people!" my literature teacher yells.

"Your final is due a week before spring break. Now, I don't want any of you slacking off and doing it last minute. You have many months to complete this and I expect it to be done well. You are dismissed" she says loudly.

I get up out of my chair and slide my laptop back in my bag, I swing it over my shoulder.

I walk out of the lecture hall and down the hallway making my way to Grayson's car. I turn around as I feel someone tap my shoulder. I look up and see a blond haired boy staring back at me.

"Is there something you need, Grant?" I ask.

He nods, holding his phone in his hand, "James is on the phone" he says, smiling.

I roll my eyes and take the phone from his hand, "Hello?"

"Hi, Darling", he empathized on the word 'Darling' more than he should have, "I quite sorry to bother you , but Grayson is here and he won't leave" he says in a calm voice.

"One, I told you this morning that he could stay and two, where are you calling from?" I ask, glancing at Grant.

"Grayson's phone" he says plainly, "I wouldn't believe him that you said he could stay" he says.

"Well I am coming home right now, so can you survive until then?" I ask sarcastically.

"It depends, can I strangle him and shove him down the garbage shoot?" he says in a amused voice.

"You know what my answer would be" I say flatly.

I hand the phone back to Grant. "See you later" he says.

"Yeah see you" I say.

I walk towards the parking lot, towards Grayson's car.

I don't know what James has done, but I know it is it isn't good.

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As I pull into Grayson's parking spot, I notice that there aren't a lot of people at home today. I put the car into park and turned off the car, shoving the keys in my bag.

I walk up the stairs to the building and open the door.

After the long trip up the stairs I finally made it up to my apartment.

I twist the door handle. I open the door and the first thing I see is the back of Grayson's head. He is watching something on the TV.

"Hey" I say.

He turns his head and looks at me with a smile on his face. "Hello Vena" he smirks.

I sit down next to him and turn and look at him, "What did you do?" I ask cautiously.

He chuckles evilly.

"Grayson" I say sternly.

He just smirks.

I get up and walk down the hallway to James room. I open the door without asking. I see him sitting on his bed slowly rubbing his temples, his eyes closed.

"James" I say.

He stops and opens his eyes, "What?" he snaps.

"What is your problem?" I sit on the edge of his bed.

"Grayson is my problem" he says plainly.

"What did he do?" I ask.

"Do you really want to know?"

"Yes" I reply.

"First go get me some Advil and water" he says.

"You are so demanding" I mumble as I get up. I get to the kitchen and see Grayson sitting at the island looking down at something on his phone.

He looks up when I open the cupboard. "What are you doing?" he asks.

"Getting James some Advil" I say.

He stands up, "Why?" he asks.

"He asked for it" I say, grabbing it off the shelf.

"Since when do you listen to him?" he asks, following me over to the sink.

"Since I found out that you did something" I reply, reaching up to the cupboard for cup.

"Your not mad at me right? because you wanted me to do those things" he says, looking at me worridly.

I turn and look at him, "He hasn't told me what you have done yet, but if you did take advantage of his condition then I'm proud because there was some revenge that needed to be dealt" I say, filling the glass.

"So why are you doing this again?" he asks.

"Because he said he will only tell me if I get these things for him" I reply, "And since you won't tell me, I have to" I say.

"Well, good luck because he is going to be dramatic" he says.

I grab the Aspirin and water and walk down the hallway to James room. I open the door and walk in and see him lying down with his arm across his face.

"Here" I say.

He moves his arm and glances at me and sits up and takes them from.

"Thanks" he mumbles.

He downs the pill and water and in less than twenty seconds and sets the glass down on the side table.

He moves over on his bed, patting the spot beside him.

He looks at me amusement in his eyes as I shake my head.

"Why not?" he asks.

I point to the living room.

"So?' he raises an eyebrow, "It's just Grayson" he reasons.

"No" I say.

He puts his hands up, "Fine" he says.

After a moment of silence I decide to speak up.

"So, what did Grayson do to you that was so terrible?" I ask.

He looks at me, raising an eyebrow. "How can you be friends with a monster like that?".

"Just tell me what happened" I say.

"Fine let me walk you through this" he says, laying down on his back.

"When you woke me up this morning, which was must I say, very rude." he looks at me.

"You deserved it. Continue" I say.

"Fine. I don't know how long it was after you left when the monster interrupted my slumber, but I know it had to be at least an hour" he says.

"How considerate of him" I mumble.

"Pardon?" he says, raising an eyebrow.

"Nothing" I reply.

He raises his arm up and rests it over his eyes.

"Anyways, I remember sounds of pots and pans banging in the kitchen. It stopped for, I'd say twenty minutes, I fell asleep and then woke up again from the sound of the smoke alarm going off in the kitchen. It stopped after ten minutes. I fell asleep again after the ringing in my ears stopped. The last time I woke up was when the the sound of Katy Perry blasting through the speakers. I then got up and as you may of known I was pretty mad. I started yelling at him for him to be quiet and once I was done I calmed down and called you. The end" he says, taking a deep breath in.

"Wow. Grayson really did take advantage of what I told him to do" I say louder than I intended to.

He removes his arm from his eyes, staring at me with a confused expression.

"What did you do?" he asks suspiciously.

"Well..." I look at the floor.

He sits up, "What did you do?" he asks again.

"Alright fine. I told him that he shouldn't baby your hangover" I say looking at his face.

His expression turns from confused to really confused in a matter of seconds of me saying that.

"Baby?" he asks, clearly confused.

What an idiot.

"It means I told him to be loud" I say loudly, trying to get the information through his thick skull.

"You did what?!" I looks at me wide eyes.

"You heard me" I say.

"What kind of monster are you?" he glares at me.

"Oh get over it" I say standing up, turning to leave.

"What did I ever do to you?"

I stop dead in my tracks and turn around look at him, "Do you really want to get into that?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

He looks at me for a moment and shakes his head no.

"Good" I say.

I leave his room, shutting the door behind me. I enter the living room and see Grayson sitting there watching TV on the couch.

I walk over to him and he looks up at me then pats the spot beside him. I chuckle and walk over to him and sit down beside him. He wraps his arms around my shoulders and pulls me closer. I turn a bit and pull my feet up off the ground and put over Grayson's lap and lean my head on his shoulder.

"What did he say?" he asks.

"Nothing really. He just mad because he got his ass drunk last night and now he has a massive hangover" I say.

I feel the vibrations of his laughter from his shoulder. "How was class?" he asks a short moment later.

"It was fine. She just gave another lecture" I say.

"I hate lectures" he says in a harsh tone.

"Me too" I say.

We watch the screen in front of us for a moment in silence until Grayson speaks again.

"Are you tired?" he asks.

I yawn right at that moment, freaky right? I realized now that I sleep south and don't even know why I'm so tired all the time.

"I'm gonna take that as a yes" he says.

He turns us and lies down on his back, his head down on the arm on the couch. I move up with him and lie down on my stomach, nuzzling my nose in the crook of his neck. I feel as he strokes my hair, in fact that was the last thing I felt before I drifted away.

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I wake up to the feeling of the side of my neck being massaged.

I open my eyes and have the sight of the back of the couch. I feel I am slightly being raised up and down. I lift my head up and look and expect to see my best friend, but no, I see no other than the bastard who lives two rooms down from me.

"Good after noon, Darling" he smirks. I quickly stand up, almost getting whip lashed. James smirks and looks up at me.

"Where the hell did Grayson go?" I ask, running my hand through my hair.

"Aw do you miss lover boy already" he says, still keeping that annoying expression on his face.

I groan, "No! I just want to know how the hell you ended up in his spot and where he went" I say in a loud tone.

"Shh" he says, putting an hand to his forehead.

Hah, Hangover Headache.

"Tell me!" I say loudly.

"I will when you hush" he says quietly.

"Hey it's not my fault you got your ass drunk last night" I say in defence.

"You know Ven, I usually am over the hangover my now. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be in this kind of condition" he says, removing his hand.

"It's still not my fault your a dick..." I mumble to myself.

"Are you going to hush now" he asks, glancing up at me. I roll my eyes and sit back down on the couch. I sit there for moment until James speaks up.

"Alright, if you really want to know what happened, although I don't know why it is so important to you, I will tell you", he stops and looks at me, his bright blue eyes staring at me.

"Go on" I urge him.

"Okay okay. So I was in my room trying to get over this headache and Grayson called me. I thought it was pretty weird that he calling me since he hates me, so anyways, I came out and he told me that he had to get the airport to pick someone up. He told me to tell you where he went and when he left I went over to you and lied your head in my lap and somehow and ended up in my lap" he says and takes a deep breath catching his breath.

I nod, "Did he tell you who he was going to pick up?" I ask.

He shakes his head, "Were not really on friendly terms, Darling" looks at me.

"I know" I reply.

"So your not mad that I came and sat him you on the couch" he confirms.

"Not really no. It's nothing you wouldn't do regularly anyways" I say trailing off.

He smirks and chuckles, "You are correct".

I stand up and walk into the kitchen and call Grayson. I sit on the bar stool as it rings.

"Hey Ven" he says.

"Hey who are you picking up" I ask, curiously.

"I am sorry, but that is classified information" he says in a serious voice.

"Seriously" I groan into the phone.

"Yes, now I gotta go, I'll talk you when I get back" he says and hangs up, not leytting me say bye.

This is so weird.

I walk back into the living room and flop down onto the couch.

"So who has he gone to get?" James asks.

"He didn't tell me" I glance at him.

"Mm"

I stare at the screen as a show plays. I don't know what it is though.

"Want to go get some lunch" he asks looking at me.

I think about it for a second if I was really hungry enough to eat lunch out with James.

I was.

"Fine" I say and stand up.

He stands up as well and grabs his coat, reaching into the pocket and grabbing the keys.

"Can you grab your phone, mines dead" he says sliding his shoes on.

Hehe...

"Sure" I mumble.

I grab my phone and put on my shoes and leave, letting James lock the door behind me. I walk down the long set of stairs, all the way down to the lobby. I walk outside to James car and once I get to it and see that he isn't there I lean against it, crossing my arms across my chest.

Moments later James exits the building. His eyes covered by yet another pair of black Raybans.

Where the hell is he keeping his stash?

His keys swing around his finger as he gets closer to me. He walks around me and gets into the driver seat, completely ingoring my presence. I step away from the car and turn around look at him. He turns the car on and puts it into drive and backs up, leaving me standing there. He turns around and drives up beside me.

"Am I going to have to come and get you, or are you capable to do that yourself" he smirks.

I roll my eyes and walk around the car to the drivers side. I open the door and get inside, buckling my seatbelt.

"I see you are capable" he mumbles, putting his foor oj the gas pedal.

"And I can that you are a dick" I snap.

"Calm down" he says.

"Shut up"

The rest of the ride was silent.

He pulls up in front of a little cafe and parks in front of the building.

I have never been here before.

James and I get out and he locks it behind himself. He opens the door and it makes a bell ringing noise, he holds it open for me letting me to see what it really looks like inside. It looked like an average cafe. lines of booths, the smell of coffee filing the air and people at peace.

"Well lookie lookie who it is" I turn around and face the second most obnoxious boy I have ever met.

"Grant, we saw eachother earlier today" I say flatly.

He fakes coughs, "I know that Vena!" he says over pronoucing my name.

"Well then why is it such a suprise?" I ask.

"Because you two are here together" he says smiling, clapping his hands together.

"Point being?" I rasie an eyebrow.

"Point being that you two are cute together" he says.

James steps forward, "Are you sure your not gay, Man?" James asks.

Grant chuckles and sits down on the stool behind him, " Oh believe me I'm not. There was this girl last night and oh my-"

"Please, I don't need the gory details" I say walking away.

I hear them both chuckle as I walk away.

I approach the counter and see the lady doing something, her back turned to me.

"Uh excuse" I say.

She turns around and looks at me and smiles, "Hey aren't you James's girl" he asks.

I scoff, "Anything but that" I reply.

"His lover?" she smirks.

"Most definitely not" I say, "Do I know you?" I ask.

She nods, "I'm Leah, James's friend" she says.

"Oh yes, sorry. I didn't know who you were or how you know him or I" I apologize.

"That's alright" she says and glances at James and Grant, "It looks like they aren't going to be done that conversation for some time, do you want to have coffee with me?" she asks.

"My shift just ended" she adds.

"Yeah sure. I would much rather have coffee with you than him" I say.

She chuckles and reaches behind her and takes off her apron.

"Oh come on, he's not that bad once you get to know him" she says.

"Did you go to school with him" I raise an eyebrow.

She chuckles, " No, but you did didn't you?" she asks.

I nod, "He is not nice" I say.

She chuckles and grabs the two coffees off the counter and walks around to the front.

"Here I can takes that from you" I say rushing to take the hot coffee from her hands.

"Thank you" she says and walks over to the very end of the cafe and sits down on one of the booth. I walk over to the booth and sit down in the oppisite side.

I take a sip of my drink and set in down on the table, "So is this your shop?" I ask.

She removes the cup from her lips, "No, It's my Mom's" she replies.

"Oh that's cool" I say.

I go to take a drink of my coffee just as she asks me a question that I never ever wanted anyone to ask.

"Are you sleeping with James?" she asks.

I almost choke on my coffee as she says that.

"I thought I told you that there is nothing going on between James and I" I say.

"You didn't sound very sure before" she replies.

"Well I was. There is nothing going on and there never will be" I say.

"Well that's good, because James doesn't trust people very well" she says.

I cock my head to the side, "Why?" I ask.

She leans in and keeps her voice quiet, "Nobody really knows except for Grant because they are best friends" she says.

"Ooh, what's the secret" a voice says beside my head.

I turn my head, my nose almost hitting James's in the process.

"Why do you got to be so close? My lord" I say.

He comes closer, our noses slightly brushing against each other's.

"Like this?" he whispers huskily.

I move my head immediately, "Yes like that, James!" I say.

He pulls back and looks at Grant who stands behind him with his arms crossed and a smirk spread across his face.

"Dude, pay up" he says, holding out a hand.

James groans and reaches into his pocket pulling out an twenty dollar bill.

I feel as jaw drops. "You bet on me?!" I shout.

Grant smiles and steps forward. "Of course we did, you are so guilible" he says.

I roll my eyes and jsut as I was about to reply to his remark, my phone rings. "Hello" I say, answering it.

"Hey Ven, when can you get home?" he asks.

"Now, if it's important" I say, glancing at the people before me.

"It is. Hurry back" he says and hangs up.

"James we got to go back" I say standing up.

"Why?" he asks.

"Grayson" I say. His face falls and nods.

"See you guys later" he says and walks out the resturant.

"Bye" I say and follow him out.

The ride across the city was long and silent. He didn't speak another word to me after I told him why we had to leave. I really didn't get how he could be in one mood and then be in another.

He pulls into the parking lot and gets out. We walk up tot the building and he holds the door open for me again.

As I walk up the long staircase I can hear James footsteps behind me. Once I reach the top I turn down my hallway.

As I get closer to my door, I see two boys sitting the against the wall looking very bored.

I notice as I got even closer that I know those boys.

Grayson,

and Charley, my eldest brother.

The excitemnet begins to rush to me.

He's finally come back.

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