Despicable Arrogance

Chapter 23: Why do I like such an idiot?

Carson wasn’t that far behind and I pointed towards the table to the left of me. He laughed as he made his way to the seat; looks like somebody isn’t over it. Ms. Cora smiled as she stared at the filled tables. Everyone had someone beside them aside from me. “These are your assigned seats for the rest of the year. The person beside you will be your partner on all assignments. Introduce yourself.”

I looked over at the empty seat beside me. “Hello, I’m Audrey,” I scoffed before raising my hand. Ms. Cora looked at me. “I don’t have a partner.”

“Your partner switched out of this class; it’s a shame. Well, I’ll guess you’ll have to get with a group when we do have projects,” she told me with a smile. I wonder if this was accidental or on purpose, probably the latter. I just nodded as she continued to take notes on the board.

~~~

“Are you ready?” I nearly jumped out of my shoes when I turned around and saw Grayson standing behind me, against the wall.

I nodded and closed my locker, following him out to his car in silence. We were in the parking lot when he turned to me, quirking an eyebrow. “Do you know how to catch a football?”

My mouth opened slightly at his odd question. “No. Should I know how to catch a football?”

He smirked as he shook his head, proceeding to open the passenger’s side door for me. I got into the car with a confused look on my face before I buckled my seat belt. When he got into the car, he turned to me. “Do you know how to throw a football?”

What’s up with all of the football related questions? “I know how to throw a Pokeball.”

He snorted but didn’t say anything else as we drove to the community gymnasium. As expected, it was empty. Aside from our group of friends nobody else was there. The boys broke out a football as the girls and I moved towards the opposite side of the gymnasium, prepared to sit down on the floor. Sandra was muttering about how she wanted to play but she didn't want to be the only girl playing. However, Lola and I weren't taking the chances of playing and embarrassing ourselves. Unfortunately, the bleachers were pushed in and you need a key to extend them. Shane called out to us. “Where are you guys going?”

I pointed to an area out of the football’s range. Knowing Grayson, he’d try and peg it at my face again. And this time, there isn't a fence to protect me. “Here.”

Grayson snorted. “Let’s all play a friendly game of catch, shall we?”

I shook my head while the other girls shrugged and began walking over to him after dropping their belongings. “You’re just going to sit over there all alone, Darling?”

I smirked as I sat down, sitting against the wall. I was pretty safe from his terrible aim. “If you think I can’t toss that far, you’re mistaken.”

This is definitely not going as expected; I expected them to toss the ball around. Maybe Grayson would take off his shirt, but no, they’re inviting us girls to partake in a game of catch. I groaned as I stood up and dropped my bag and coat, walking over to the circle they made around the large gymnasium. It used to be an actual gym with equipment and everything, but they moved to a larger location. I stood there as they explained the rules. “Throw the ball to anyone; don’t drop it.”

“What happens if we do?” Sandra asked.

“We’ll have Audrey punch you in the face," Grayson retorted.

At first the guys would toss it slowly and it went at a good pace. Aside from the fact that it was hard to catch the ball; the game was going pretty smoothly. That was until Grayson decided to throw the ball in my direction at very high speeds. The guys would complain about me dropping the ball yet they wouldn’t even look in Grayson’s direction. The girls would smile at me and proceed to flinch when the ball was thrown at them, yet they caught it.

Around the fourth time Grayson pegged the ball at me, I threw the ball at him with all of my strength and he caught it. He smirked before tossing it at me again and in response, I threw it to him with the most amount of strength I could muster. “I knew you’d have a good throw; violent people always do.”

"That's probably why Sebastian is a better player than you," I bit back and he threw me a flat look, shaking his head quietly. Kyle shook his head in disappointment; Carson winced and started cheering 'ooh' at the top of his lungs; Shane, on the other hand, mouthed the words "you player" to me. My two friends snorted as they rolled their eyes.

I just narrowed my eyes at Grayson as the game continued. I quit the game at one point and sat down, taking out a book. Shane, who quit as well, walked over and smiled at me. “You do realize he was only doing that to get you angry, right?”

I snorted as I shook my head. “He’s so annoying.”

“But you like him," he nudged me and I just glared at him. I can’t believe I actually had a crush on this boy, not that it was technically a bad thing. But if I would’ve have personally known him, I know I wouldn’t have had a crush on him- his personality just doesn’t suit me. Although he’s funny and a great friend, he’s just not boyfriend material. But then again, I’m not sure if Grayson is either.

“Yeah, I know that,” I muttered as I placed my head in my hands.

He laughed. “You act like you like Sebastian though. You’re such a player, you know.”

I looked up and quirked an eyebrow. “How do I act like I like Sebastian?”

He thought for a minute. “I don’t know; Grayson just told me that you do.”

I perked up slightly at the mention of Grayson and Shane noticed this. “You guys talked about me?”

He nodded. “Often, actually.”

I tried to hint around the subject. “Really?”

He nodded, smiling at me. “Didn’t I just make that clear?”

I groaned. “Like what? What do you guys say?”

He smiled. “Now, I can’t tell you that.”

He began to stand up while I looked up at him with hopeful eyes. “Come on; you can’t do that.”

He smirked at me. “Do what?”

“You can’t just tell me that you guys talk about me and not tell me what you say!” I explained as I looked at him, my book sprawled in my lap.

He just smirked. “Did I say that?”

I groaned in frustration as he walked back towards the circle of people. So much for getting information out of Grayson's friends.

~~~

I was happy once work ended. I had a tiresome day but I couldn’t help but feel a bit sad when Grayson pulled up in front of my house. “Did you have fun today?”

I shrugged. “It’d have been better if someone wouldn’t have thrown a football at me numerous amounts of times.”

He smiled at me. “Other than that; did you have fun?”

I nodded. “Yeah, I guess.”

“How about all of us go out this weekend?” he asked. I was slightly disappointed that he said all of us but I couldn’t help but feel happy that he bothered to ask.

“Where?” If he says the movies, I think I’ll cry. I don’t like the movies at all.

He pursed his lips. “How do you feel about roller-skating?”

I bit my lip. “That depends; can you roller-skate?”

He smirked as he shook his head. “Nope.”

I smiled. “I guess that’d be cool then.”

He nodded, before taking out his phone. “I’ll ask the others.”

I nodded, fighting the large smile that was threatening to make its way onto my face. “You do that.”

After he put his phone away, he looked at me and beamed. “Well, I'm going to go now. Are you going to corner me and kiss me again?"

I glared at him. "Shut up." I got out of the car, slamming the door behind me as I walked towards my door. Why do I like such an idiot?