I might change my writing style !

3rd pov.

It was the 50's era. You loved the style, the after school hung outs and most of all a bit named Grayson.

Grayson was that popular kid everyone knew and loved. Alone with his twin Ethan. Who wouldn't?

With their nice personality and not to mention very handsome.

You were just a girl. Who hung out with your friends and did what you were supposed to do.

As soon as you told y/bff/n, about your small crush. Of course, she freaked. She never knew you would like him. She never seen you even glance at the kid. Y/n, almost regretted telling y/bff/n.

She obviously went on and did somethings. It was night time. About 6pm and the sun was setting.

(low-key reminds me of Ariana's song 'Moonlight' which is a hella cute bop 👏)

"Come on! I got you a date with the one and only, Grayson Dolan!" y/bff/n exclaimed. You annoyed gave a laugh. Knowing she was most likely lying.

"I swear! Cross my heart girly!" she said pinching her cheeks for a natural blush look. You immediately got ready in the best outfit you could find in your closet full of dresses, long skirts, matching crop-tops.

"Hmmm... Y/bff/n... How bout' that?" you had said pointing to the all white shirt that was pretty fluffy and a white top with red designs of almost a grape vine in the middle.

"Yes! Oooo look at you. Gettin' all dolled up for grayson!" Y bff/n said. Y/n blushed and continued with my night getting my make up on a bit.

Hmmm let's just say tonight was one of your favorite nights.

Note- shitty this was. Part 2?

Felt like I could do the part at the ***** **, but idk... Y'all can decide where ya want the setting!