Heather
"Heather, because you'll be playing basketball a lot while I'm gone I have someone to take care of Jess while we are gone." My mom said while grabbing her suitcase. She is going to some place in LA to fill a movie. She is a famous producer so this happens a lot.
Two months without a parent, I don't know if I should be happy or sad.
"Ok, when will she come?" I asked curiously. My mom turned around a gave me a weird look. "HE will be here in around thirty minutes. He goes to your school I believe his name is.. Grayson?" My mom replied and I sunk.
Fuck no
"GRAYSON DOLAN IS GOING TO BE IN OUR HOUSE!" I snapped angerily. My mom gave me a confused look.
"He is a good kid with good grades so calm down, I did research." She replied and left. Grayson Dolan is NOT a good kid. He has fucked probably every girl on his grade. Luckily I'm new and he doesn't know I exist, at least I hope. I wasn't in any of his classes the end of last year and I'm glad.
I will admit, he's hot as hell but he's a fuck boy. My reputation at school is good enough so I don't need him to fuck me to be popular.
My reputation is good because I'm the starting point gaurd on my highschool's Varsity team, also I play right mid on the varsity soccer team. I love sports because it gets me out of my thoughts and drama. It's a new world full of positivity.. most of the time.
I'm practicing like crazy because soon I'm going to commit to a college and I need scouts to notice me. I'm about to be a softmore and I'm being looked by many colleges. My annoying sister Jess is in eighth grade.
"Is Grayson hot?" Jess said walking to the kitchen from upstairs. She has been listening to the conversation. "It shouldn't matter he is too old for you Jess." I snap back because I couldn't get myself to lie.
Grayson Dolan is a piece of art.
Too bad he is a fuckboy though..
I realized that he was going to be over soon so I got ready. I straightened my hair, put on black leggings, a simple cropped champions hoodie, and a little bit of makeup. The door bell rang when I was done.
"I'll get it!" Jess said running to the door but I stopped her. "Um who do you think you are?" I snapped back at her. To be honest it's sad how she can't take care of herself. So irresponsible. But I guess my mom wanted her to be 'safe'.
I opened the door to see Grayson. I'm not sure if he knew me but I didn't really care. I decided to act nice to make a good impression unless he gives me a reason to be a bitch.
He looked nice not going to lie, hat was until he checked me out.
I just met him, this motherfucker.
"You must be Heather." He said smiling, as I opened the door wider to let him in. "You must be Grayson." I responded emotionless.
I explained to him things he may need to know and all he was looking at was my ass which pissed me off.
He talked to Jess for a bit and she decided to go upstairs to her room. It was just Grayson and I. I don't really get why he is here but okay.
"You know I've heard about you." He said turning to me, doing a smirk that I hated and loved so much.
"Ok?" I said curiously because I didn't know how to respond. "I actually have seen you play soccer, you're really hot in the uniform." He licked his lips and walks closer to me.
nononononono
"Okay let's get one thing set here, I'm not an easy fuck." I snapped before he got closer. He looked down in defeat for a seconds, the he put his hands on my waist. "I never said you were."
His whisper sent shivers down my spine.
Before I could respond Jess broke the silence from upstairs. "GRAYSON!!" She screamed and I was so embarrassed. "I'm sorry about her." I apologized on the behalf of my own sister. He chuckled.
Why the fuck is Grayson laughing?
"She won't be the only one screaming my name by the end of tonight." He snickered and I rolled my eyes as he walked upstairs.
I sat on the couch and went on my phone because I didn't want to be around the fuckboy any longer.
I realized I had basketball soon so I had to go upstairs to change, even though I'll see him. When I opened my door I saw Grayson looking at my photos on my wall.
What the actual fuck does he think he is doing.
"Oh sorry." He said quickly putting down a photo. I just gave him a disappointed look. "It's fine, but I need to change so get out." I said flatly and he gave me a confused look. "Where are you going?" He asked like I had no life. "To basketball, if I was able to stay here then my mom wouldn't have never hired you." I snapped and he threw his arms up inncoently and left.
Grayson
When I walked out of Heather's room I let out a sigh of relief because I thought she would be pissed if I went through her stuff. I was getting a million texts from my friends and I's group chat Priests😩🔥
Aaron: Dude is she hot
Nate: Apparently she is new
Cam: I heard she is amazing at soccer
Grayson (Me): She also plays basketball
Grayson (Me): She is hot as hell but she doesn't give herself easily
Ethan: Hard to get haha
Cam: Lol she probably thinks your annoying asf
Alex: Haha
Grayson (Me): Stfu
I turned my phone off and went to the kitchen to make Jess food. I'm a pretty good cook so I made chicken, salad, and some pasta. A real meal for once in stead of mac n cheese.
"Since when did you cook?" My head snapped up and I saw Heather in our highschools basketball practice uniform. "Since I was younger.. and how did you already get the uniform tryouts haven't happened.." I replied and she smiled. "Because I already made it." She replied and I noticed how she bit her lip when she walked by me.
How can she look so good in gym shorts..
Heather left and Jess came downstairs. "How old are you?" She asks me while waiting for me to finish. "Seventeen." I reply while focusing on not catching the house on fire. "Really? You're around Heather's age. She turns 17 on September 27th." Jess says and I smile.
That could be useful
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(Later)
It's been a few hours and I've done random stuff with Jess. She is a lot harder to hang out with because unlike Heather, she isn't into sports.
But babysitting isn't to bad and I get a lot of money for clothes and college stuff. I pull out my phone and start texting my friends.
Priests😩🔥
Alex: Wait dude is this the girl you're talking about
•Instagram photo•
Grayson (Me): Yeah, how'd you know?
Alex: I'm on her instagram. She is hot as hell
Nate: 🔥🔥
Grayson (Me): She's mine tho ;)
Cam: Is that so?
I don't reply
Not yet. But I know for a fact tonight she will.
I put my phone away and groan. "Grayson, I'm going to my friends house, you can leave if you want. Heather will be home in ten minutes." Jess beams and I smile.
Perfect.
"Ok see yah." I reply while she walks out and I grab blankets, and make snacks. I wanted to start off slow and see if it escalates from there.
I go up to her room when I was done. I didn't know much about Heather and I wanted to learn more. When I went through her cabinet I saw a book.
Diary
I know I shouldn't read it but I am, it was from 2014 so I wouldn't judge her people change.
"Dear Diary, today my mom told me I was moving! Even though it won't be for another year, I'm so mad. All of my friends, my boyfriend Kevin-
That's all I wanted to read.
It shouldn't make me mad that she had a boyfriend, why would I be jealous? How wasn't I at least friends with Heather before I started babysitting her sister?
Answers
I look out the window and see a car at the front, Heather. I smile but it quickly goes away when I see a boy get out. When I realize who it is and my blood boils.
Tate.
Tate and I have some issues, but he is close with my brother.
I ran downstairs and Heather knocked on the door. When I opened it, she looked shocked. "You're still here?" She asked confused. It was pretty embarassing to be honest, Tate was behind her glaring at me.
"Um.. yeah Jess left like three mintues ago." I lied. "Why is Tate here?" I asked glaring back at him. "I could ask the same for you." He responded and there was an awkward silence. "Sorry I didn't know, I guess I'll bring Tate home." She smiled at me and I smiled back. I wouldn't expect her to do that.
Does she like me? No.
But she will.
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