^ this is ethan, obviously.

i kicked him out with the excuse that my mom was home. i made him jump out of my window, just because it was fun to watch.

i walked into the bathroom my brother and i shared and locked the door that connected to his room so he couldn't just walk in on me. i removed my clothing and grabbed a towel from the closet besides the shower, hanging it over a hook on the door so i could take it as soon as i got out.

i turned on the water, running my hand through it here and there to check the temperature, you would think living here for six years would get me used to the perfect level, but it always seems to be different.

i stepped into the bathtub, that was also a shower and pulled the curtains down.

whenever i showered was when i would think of my best ideas, thoughts, etc. it was just overall personal time to myself, with absolutely no distractions.

i was thinking about my dog when all of a sudden an image of him flashed in my mind.

why did he come over? why did he care so much about me not being at my locker? was he checking up on me or did he think we were going to hook up? i would never.

how did he know where i lived?

okay now i'm spooked.

only a few people know my address, and there's over like three thousand kids in our highschool, so he didn't just ask around.

and i know damn well bella would never give ethan dolan my address, would she?

that's when i remembered, sixth grade.

grayson dolan.

i sent out the email, hoping at least one person would show up to my twelfth  birthday party, maybe bella, my new friend, could help with that.

she was semi popular, and i was basically unknown. i thought tonight could be the night i throw a party and gain some friends.

key words, i thought.

at the party

i looked around my house and tried to clean up whatever mess there was left before people got here, i was high on life, thinking tonight was the night everything would change.

a knock on my door made me jump, snapping out of my own thoughts, i opened it with a smile to reveal five kids.

there was one boy who stood out, but i had no clue who he was.

they walked in and bella coincidentally walked down the stairs from my room at the same time.

every couple of minutes, kids came in that i didn't know, i guess that's what happens when you send an invite out to the entire school.

they filled up the room, i turned on a kids bop cd, people were talking to each other, grabbing food or coming up to me wishing me a happy birthday. it made me feel special. tonight was the night.

the boy i had noticed before was staring at me, and i felt uncomfortable so i just blinked my eyes away. bella grasping my arm and pulling me into my mom's storage room.

"grayson dolan is here!" she exclaimed, i didn't know who that was so i just noddded.

"he's so hot, i'm confused on why he would come to an average birthday party though." ok first of all ouch!

i rolled my eyes and followed it with a laugh, it wasn't that deep. we both walked back out into the living space where everyone was chilling in.

i didn't know who this grayson was, but i was determined to find out. my eyes scanned the room for every boy, which was only a few, my eyes landing on the same boy as before, only to see his eyes were already on me.

he walked over to me, i didn't really know what to do so i just smiled and waved as he came closer. he sat on the staircase to the left of me, patting the space next to me, i guess to sit? i'm not a dog.

but i did.

i sat next to him, earning a smile.

"i'm grayson."

i knew it, it was just a gut feeling i got when i saw him. i nodded, "and i'm kendall, but i doubt you knew that."

he chuckled, "you sent an email to me so i had to read a name, happy birthday."

"thank you." i said, carrying out the u.

our eye contact was interrupted by a girl shouting, "spin the bottle over here!" i looked back at grayson, he shrugged, standing up from the stairs and offering me a hand to stand up myself, i gladly took it.

why was bella so intimidated by this boy? he seemed, nice.

water flushed into my eyes, awaking me from my memory, ethan and grayson are twins, why wasn't ethan at my party? was he at my party and i just didn't see him? so people did know where i lived.. would he really ask around for me? what was so interesting about me?

i turned the water off and stepped onto the towel i had previously laid down on the tile, wrapping the one that was on the hook around my body.

it was time to call it a night.

next day

i walked down the halls, kids shoving my shoulders left and right, just trying to make it to where i had to be which was my locker.

i kneeled down, shoving my lunch in and taking a few books out and placing them in my bag hoping he'd tap on my shoulder at any moment.

and then he did.

i turned around ready to see him, which i thought he did but i soon realized it wasn't ethan, it was his brother.

"can i help you?" i ask, the smile soon fading away from my face as he got on a knee beside me, leaning in to whisper in my ear.

i felt his hot breath on my neck before words actually escaped from his mouth.

"be careful."

he stood, walking away as i spotted ethan walk closer. what did grayson mean? be careful with ethan? i'll just steer clear, i barley know the boy.

i got everything together as fast as i could as shut my locker, walking away from it in a speed walk, heading my homeroom which wasn't shared with ethan.

be careful.

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thoughts?