---Kylie
Greg really started to come around the more we hung out. I was in the library getting another book when I heard Greg talking to the librarian. I looked up and saw him walking over. "Hey." he said.
"Hi." I said.
"Still hurt?" he asked referring to the fading bruise on my cheek.
"No, it's almost healed."
"Good."
"Can I ask you something?" I said.
"Sure."
"Um, my parents are getting remarried next month and I was wondering if you would go with me?"
"Like as your date?" I shrugged.
"I'm a bridesmaid and my dad needs another groomsman."
"What day?"
"The first Saturday in October. The 4th."
"Sure on one condition." He said.
"What?"
"Be my date to Winter Formal and to my Junior prom."
"Okay."
"Cool." he said. "Do you need a ride home?"
"I was going to walk."
"Nah, you can ride with me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." he said.
A week later, my mom and I just got home after a driving lesson. My dad was shooting hoops with Greg and Jr. I got out of the car. "You didn't run anyone over did you?" Greg asked with a smirk.
"Haha. I'm a good driver."
"SInce when?" Jr. asked jokingly.
"Very funny." I said.
The day of the wedding, my mom was at my grandparents house, where the wedding was being held. My dad was making sure everyone at the house was ready. I came downstairs and saw Greg sitting on the couch in his tuxedo. He looked up when I came in. He stood up. "Hi." he said.
"Hey." I said.
"You look beautiful."
"Thanks." I said.
"Are you riding with me?" he asked.
"Yeah."
Greg's hand slid to mine.after the wedding. "So, your mom and dad weren't married before?"
"They divorced for a while. They can't stay away from each other so if dad's going to live at the house why not be married to my mom."
"I see."
During the reception, I felt Greg's eyes on me almost constantly. The shocks from his touch felt right. He was my mate. I was talking to my mom when I felt Greg's hand in mine. "Want to dance?" he asked.
"Sure." I said. I followed him.
While we danced, I felt safe being so close to him. "Thanks for coming with me." I said.
"Not a problem." he said. "You owe me."
"I figured."
---Natasha
Nick and I were dancing. "Not bad for a second wedding, eh?"
"Not bad at all." I said. He smiled. "Especially considering I'm three weeks pregnant."
"Really now?"
"Really, really." I said. He hugged me pressing a kiss to my neck. Nick looked up and saw our oldest holding hands with Greg.
"Looks like Kylie has a new boyfriend."
"He's perfect for her."
---Kylie
My parents left for their honeymoon and Nick Jr, Carly, and I had to stay with my grandparents. Greg lived next door to their house, so I sent him a text. "Hey, are you busy?"
"Nope. Why?"
"I know where you live. :)
"Really?"
"Yep."
"Come watch a movie with me then?"
"Maybe I will."
"Pwease?"
"Lol." I stepped outside and he was standing on the porch.
"Hey beautiful."
"Hi." I said. He followed me inside. He sat on the couch beside me. "So..."
"What?" he asked.
"Are we...?"
"Are we?"
"You know..."
"I know what?"
"Greg."
"Are you trying to ask me if we are dating?"
"I guess."
"Maybe we are." he said teasingly.
"That's a lot better than a no." I said.
Back at school, my parents still had a week of their honeymoon left. Since mom was pregnant, they wouldn't be gone much longer. I grabbed my books from my locker and felt Greg behind me. "Good morning." he said.
"Good morning." I said.
"How are you?"
"I have a headache already this morning."
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Nope."
"Then come have breakfast."
After school, Greg was already outside starting his pick up. I was getting into my locker when a hand slammed my locker shut. Rick stood beside me. "I hear you've been hanging out with Greg Preston."
"So what?"
"That's not okay with me."
"I don't care." I said. He shoved me into my locker. He raised his hand. I prepared for the slap. That didn't come.
"It's not okay with me the way you've been harassing her. Do yourself a favor for your own sake leave my girl alone." I looked and saw that Greg was standing between me and Rick.
"Your girl?" Rick asked.
"She's my girlfriend. You two are not together anymore and you are not supposed to be near her."
"Says who?"
"Says me. So back off man." Rick walked off. Greg turned around. "Are you all right?" he asked.
"Yes." his cold lips touched mine. His hand slid to the back of my neck.
He pulled away minutes later, his forehead against mine, "D-did you mean to do that?" I asked him catching my breath.
"I've wanted to kiss you like that since the first day I met you, but I'm a nerd remember?"
"You're my nerd now."
"Cool with me." he said. "Pizza date?" he asked.
"How 'bout tomorrow? You can come over for dinner. I told my grandparents I'd cook."
"Will it be edible?"
"Does it matter?" I asked.
"No it does not." he smiled and carried my stuff for me. Greg walked beside me. He unlocked the doors to his car. He set my stuff in the backseat. He handed me the keys.
"I can't drive."
"Yes you can. You have your permit."
"You're not over 25."
"Okay then once around the parking lot."
Within an hour, we were sitting in the police station. "Kylie, I'm sorry." Greg said. My grandparents arrived.
"You're parents have been informed." my grandfather said. I grabbed my bag.
"Fine. I am never driving again." I said.
My parents arrived, I was sitting on the porch in the corner leaning on the railing. "Kylie, we need to talk."
"There is nothing to talk about."
"You know you aren't supposed to drive without me or your mother."
"You mean mom." I said. "Besides, you don't have to worry about it anymore. I am NEVER driving again."