Greyson stood and grinned. Brushing off his pants he laughed. "Oh wow. I haven't seen you in forever." He stressed the word forever, symbolizing that they hadn't seen each other for a really long time. The girl grinned back, and chuckled. "Yeah, Greyson. Still as nimble as always." She strode over to where he was, throwing her arms around him in a huge hug. Greyson hugged her back, and then pulled away. "So what are you doing back here? I thought your dad declared this was, and I quote, "The worst place in the world."

Frowning the chick said, "Yes, he did, but now that he's gone, my mom moved us back." Her face clouded, obviously remembering what happened. Greyson grew somber, and hugged his long-time friend again. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. What happened?" The girl just shook her head, not answering. Greyson accepted that, then realized that they'd be really late for clas.s.

"Ah, cheer up. We have a ton to catch up on, so if you still remember, drop by around 7/8 tonight if possible?" Greyson told her, smiling. She nodded, then collected her basketball and took off, trying to make it to clas.s.

((Sucks, fails, thinking of her name, age, everything in her bio. o_O))

eM carefully traced the checkered pattern on the table with her finger and sipped her milkshake thoughtfully. She had been waiting for Greyson for almost an hour, but hadn't thought to ask for his number. She *censored*umed that he had forgotten and eventually took her leave. She wondered what he was doing... where he was... and then marvelled at her stalkerish thoughts.

((derkaa. whut?))