It was no surprise that you were at the Hawthorne House, again for the sixth time this week. (it was Saturday.)

At this time, everyone was used to having you around. You were good friends with Jameson and Avery, even Nash. You didn't talk to Grayson that much, because, well, he's Grayson.

You and Xander were in the kitchen, baking (a monstrosity, probably) when you had to use the bathroom.

Getting out of the bathroom, there he was, Grayson Hawthorne, in his perfectly tailored suit and straight hair.

He eyed you and sighed,

"Really? You're here again?" Grayson asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.

Was he being nice to you? Finally.