Seriously, I just leave for one weekend and then this happens! Just take your eyes away from that guy for a second he'll go prowling around already. There are now many things that I have to investigate today.

First of all, is it even true that they were spotted having breakfast together? If yes, then how and why?

When my car pulled up into school, I saw the team standing by the school doors, probably waiting for me. They know how possessive I am of Gray and because of these chatterboxes, the gossip spread around them like wildfire so they're extra cautious.

Or more like they're happy for some drama.

Let's just say that I haven't been the kindest to the other girls who were rumored to be with Gray before. I'm a beast when somebody crosses my path and true to my image, I'm a big bully when I somebody ticks me off.

I'll do the basics from letting my teammates slowly make your life a living hell, from pouring the coldest or hottest drink on your head to locking you inside the janitor's closet. If you haven't had enough, I'm going to directly approach you and give that signature slap of mine.

When I walked to them, they patiently stood there and waited for my instructions. I was about to say something, but I decided to keep my mouth shut until I see it myself. So instead, I turned and got into the building with them following behind.

Vivian found her spot next to me and she was observing my every action, her eyes twinkling with excitement. As I rounded up the corner to my locker, I halted in my steps when I saw what I wished I didn't.

Gray was talking to Erin as she stood by her locker.

He was giving her that smirk, something that got any girl weak, and she, on the other hand, albeit flustered, she had this annoyed expression on her face.

At my sudden stop, the girls all peeked and dramatically gasped at the scene. I shushed them as I returned back, only allowing my head to be seen and quietly observe them.

"Do you want us to take action?" Vivian offered, mischief laced in her voice.

Squinting my eyes, I watched as Erin slammed her locket shut and walked away, leaving Gray there all amused. Tilting my head to the side, I gave her my answer, "No, let's watch how this goes for now."

We have to get to the bottom of this. If Erin does gain and interest in Gray's game then I'm going to show no mercy. She's not the first one that I got rid of and as long as he's that good looking, she wouldn't be the last.

I don't know how long I can keep this up, but as long as I can, I will.

When I was sure he was alone, I finally stood up straight and walked – no, I strutted – to his spot. I allowed my hips to sway to each step and I made sure my heels were clacking on the school floors.

You're mine Gray Martyn, nobody will get you from me.

Thankfully, this got his attention and after I took a deep breath, I plastered that flirtatious grin that I've nailed down. Stopping right in front of him, I glance up to meet his gaze, "Gray, I missed you this weekend."

He blinked down, giving me a curious look. Wrapping my hands around his arm, I continued on with that sweet tone, "How about we go to class together?"

Getting the message, he agreed and walked, allowing me to drag him along. Resting my head on his shoulder, I made sure his eyes were on me, "Mind if I visit you later tonight, we can catch up."

"Sure," he grinned, finally clicking with my actions. He pried his arm away and I was about protest but it quickly died down in my throat when he wrapped that same arm around my waist and pulled me closer. Looking over my shoulder, I winked at the girls who were still following us.

At the very least, Gray was still with me.

From experience, he acts exactly the same unless I actually confront him about it. Honestly though, I just wish one of these days, he'll just tell me the truth without me having to coax it out of him.

But I still need to find out one more thing: why did they end up eating breakfast together.

I can't actually ask Gray, he'll just dodge the question like he did in the past when I question him about other girls. I'm not really in the mood to be civilized to Erin, my temper is so thin that I might strangle her before she can even get a word out.

The girls already told me what I needed to know, the other boys are so clueless to the point that they don't even know what's going on.

So we reach the last resort: Evan.

As far as I'm aware of, I don't share any classes with him. If I were to grab him during lunch, it will be like adding fuel to the fire. They were already suspecting that he was my next target, and as much as I don't really care about what other people say, I want him to stay out of it

Then after school it is.

I kept an eye out for anything weird throughout the day, and fortunately, everything was going completely normal.

"I'm going to be late for practice," I told them, "Vivian is in charge of stretching."

"And what are you going to do?" my dear co-captain asked with a raised brow.

"I have some business to attend to," I replied smoothly, casually slinging my gym bag on her shoulder, "Take care of that for me, will you?"

Her expression told me that she wasn't willing, but she kept her mouth shut and nodded, fixing the strap. I shooed them away before looking around, making sure no one is watching as I leaned against my locker.

Before people go out of those doors, they usually pass this hall so if he hasn't left yet then I can catch him.

I don't know how long I just stood there, snubbing the different students that were on their way home. When I saw the familiar mop of brown hair, I released a breath of relief.

Though that relief was short lived when I saw his sister right next to him.

Shit, I forgot that they're always together.

When they got near, I pushed myself up and stood right in front of them. Erin's eyes widened in fear, taking an instinctive step back.

Body language tells me that she is indeed guilty.

Not today, lamb. You're not the one that I need right now.

"Can we talk?" I questioned, looking towards Evan.

His sister kept snapping her head from me to him, trying to figure out my plan. Evan on the other hand, didn't need any other word. When he saw the underlying distress under my words, he nudged Erin to go ahead without him, promising that he'll catch up.

Thank the heavens that he can practically read my mind.

As she passed me, I think she could feel my frustration emitting from my body. I didn't move though so she had to walk around me and from her cautious steps, she knows that I'm up to her.

"So what does the queen need from me?" he asked, his posture relaxed.

"I need a full report of yesterday morning," I requested.

His eyebrows scrunched up in confusion and I groaned before explaining, "I mean, what you did or what did your sister do?"

I'm more interested on the latter to be honest.

"Why?"

Reasons that you may not like.

"Do you trust me?" I quipped. I won't hold it against him if he doesn't, I don't trust myself half of the time anyways.

"I'm doubtful at times," he answered honestly, "But I guess I'll trust you on this one."

Smiling, I inquired again about his and his sister's whereabouts on that fateful Sunday morning. If he said that she was just inside the house the whole time then I could easily shut down that rumor. Although, if that was the case, why in the world were they talking earlier?

None of this makes any sense.

Like before, he did a light karate chop on my head and I quickly scrambled around to slap his hand away, "Are you going to do this every time we talk?"

"Depends," he stated, "Will you space out every time we have a conversation?

I grumbled incoherent words under my breath, showing a displeased look. He saw this and chuckled, shaking head, "Alright, I don't know about Erin, but I've been asleep the whole morning."

My shoulders slumped in disappointment. Well, there goes my research.

"I blame the neighbors though," he added, "They were having a loud ass party that kept me up all night."

Hold up! My brain is currently trying to piece this together.

Party. Neighbor.

"I think the guy goes to our school, I see him sometimes."

Gray was a teammate of that guy who held it so there is no way that he would have missed it. If Evan said that his neighbors were holding a party and that exact morning after, Gray and his sister were together, there is only one logical explanation for this.

Evan's neighbor was that guy who was throwing the party. In some way or another, Gray and Erin crossed each other's paths and got them into that situation.

Now the next question, what the hell happened?

The only thing that I got from this is that here is more evidence that they were indeed having breakfast together.

Since there's no more information that Evan can provide, I need to move on. I have to find out how who saw them together.

If you're so curious why I'm going through all these lengths just to solve this, then you don't know jackshit. I've been chasing Gray for years, there's no freaking way am I going to let him go now.

Why can't I just say it to his face? Well, I already mentioned that I want him to make the first move, plus, he isn't a big believer of getting tied down.

He wants to play the field and I let him do that, as long as he I don't see him with the same girl twice. Those bimbos he's seen with? They're no threat, I know they're nothing to Gray. The good girls? Let's just say they pique his interest.

I snapped out of train of thoughts when I saw Evan waving his hand in front of my face. Shaking my head, I tried to recompose myself, "Thank you."

"Can we just enumerate?" he said and I tilted my head in confusion at his words, "You deal with a team I know you don't exactly enjoy, your home isn't really your happy place, from that disgruntled expression, I'm sure you have a lot of other things to think about, and you're doing all of this effort for that guy?"

Well if he puts it like that...

"I'm not judging you or anything," he assured, "But why?"

"Because Evan, I know why he's like this," I explained, "I was there when he needed me the most and he's there when I need him. Nobody can really understand this, but even though we're both having the worst image, we see that there's more to that."

I saw how he got his heartbroken for the first time by his stable girlfriend – a college student when we were still sophomores. She cheated on him and he failed to believe in a committed relationship right after. That was also the first night we slept together, that was the first time I saw Gray Martyn fall apart and cry. He trusted me enough to see it and I swore that I'm not letting him go through that again.

He was always there to punch out any guy that I didn't want touching me. He'll always protect me when I don't want anything to do with anyone else. He'll pull me away when he notices that everything's getting too much. He's always ready to save me, he's always there to distract me from the shit I'm going through.

No one will really understand, but we don't care. Sex buddies? Perhaps, but we're real friends even outside of the bedsheets. We have this mutual trust and we know the moment everything goes crashing down, we're there for each other.

But I can't say that to Evan, it's a little a secret that we share.

When I said nothing else after that, he nodded, "I get it."

Biting my lip, I gave him one more silent thank you and off he went to follow his sister. I straightened up my skirt and flipped my hair over my shoulder before I started sashaying to the gym. Just because I'm overthinking doesn't mean I have to show it.

These girls needs to see a strong leader who won't let anything or anyone knock her down. I need to make sure that I can buckle them all down while looking darn amazing doing it.

The first round of cheer competition is to happen on Saturday but before that day, we have to cheer for the football game and guess who's there?

Give me a G! Give me an R, give me a... Oh hell no. I ain't doing that crap.

Just saying, practice went smoothly. I mean, if you count me only losing my shit twice and almost getting one of the girls a broken leg as smooth.

Nonetheless, I still have some other business to attend to.

I went home first, grabbed a bag so I could bring some spare clothes. I know for a fact that there's a risk that I may not leave on time so I have to be prepared. Telling my mom that I'll be staying over at Vivian's, I then went straight to Gray's house.

"Hey," he greeted when he opened the door. He paused for a moment when his eyes zoomed in on the bag I was holding.

"What?" I asked innocently, "Can't I?"

He blinked before smirking, pulling me into his dwelling. As we moved to and from the rooms, I was more relaxed than I should be. I'm the one he's giving his outmost attention right now, I'm the one currently wrapped around his arms.

The thing about him is that he can go from rough to gentle like a flip of a switch. He'll have you begging yet he'll treat you with care as if you're something oh-so-fragile.

That's why I don't mind letting go when I'm with him. As we get tangled up in the sheets with only the faint glow from his nightstand lamp as our only source of light, I know this routine is the sweetest thing I've done.

Our skins touched and our lips collided. No matter how many times, I could still feel as jittery as I did when we first did it. The hairs on our heads get pulled and messed up, a good reminder how we tumbled and turned in each other's presence.

And when you're finished, he doesn't just get up and go. You'll find yourself by his side as he wraps his blanket on top of you, letting you rest in his bed as you allow sleep to overcome you.

I don't know what time it was when I stirred awake. All I know is that it was still dark out, and that's because I can see the faint moonlight coming from the direction of the window.

Rolling to my side, I expected a nice warm moving pillow to be there. When my hand stretched out and felt nothing but air, my eyes opened to reveal the empty space. Turning to the other side, I was relieved to say Gray there, once again letting the night go by without a care.

He stood by the window with the glass slight open as he held a cigarette in his hand. The bags under his eyes were heavy and as he brought the vice to his lips, his body stiffened before once again letting go of the tension.

"Gray," I mumbled and his head snapped towards my direction.

Without a moment too soon, he stubbed the cigarette onto his windowsill before casually throwing it out of the window. He knows what I feel about smoking and although I don't really ask him to stop, he cares enough not to do it in my presence.

He have his own choices and I have mine.

"Gray," I called out again, outstretching my arms. I heard him chuckle as he closed the curtains and slowly walked back to the bed. Getting under the blanket, he wrapped an arm around my shoulder as I went straight to his side, sticking to him like a magnet.

"Don't leave, okay?" I asked, my voice small and hushed.

He nestled his face in my hair and I felt him smile, "Only if you don't."

I never will, even if you want me to, I won't.

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Last line didn't sound creepy at all!

I think we've transported back to 2013 when I updated frequently (and now because I said it, I probably jinxed it). Well, that's because my classes has been really laying low for now so I'm not that busy yet.

So many violent reactions from the last chapter... I love it! Just shows that you're also getting into the story with me. I'm just going to make it clear, we're only at the sixth chapter, that implication is just a plot turner. Gray may or may not end up with Clara, Evan may or may not fall in love with blondie, Erin may or may not be with Gray. That's all I'm saying so let me carefully lead you through Clara's life, alright?

Question: I have nothing to say for now, so, how do you want the next chapter to go?

That's it for now, my little peaches. I love you all so much, I'll see you next chapter. Hit me with a comment, vote, and follow if you want to.