Sage

I'VE NEVER READ TABLOIDS BEFORE

At least not until Dorian brought it up at the party to Greyson two weeks ago. Ever since then, I have been online everyday searching up Greyson and what he's been up to. At least...that's what I did at first, I have somehow researched his entire life online.

There's so many things about him, so many people he associates with, and so many PHOTOS OF HIM. I ended up seeing pictures of him when he was my age and hot damn he was the hottest high schooler I've ever seen in my life. Not even TV show actors who play high school teenagers were hotter than him.

Though it wasn't a surprise to see his manwhore ways were still around even at that age. With his youthful looks and boyish charm Greyson managed to have many girlfriends. Though the media never spoke much about him, these pictures were actually from events at school or ones with his father.

"Wow that's one fine looking guy." Nora leaned in to my side, staring at my phone.

Evelyn came to my other side. "Greyson Blackstone...Greyson Blackstone..." She repeated to herself. "Oh my gosh! That's the Greyson Blackstone? As a teenager, what the fuck he's like super hot!"

Both Nora and I look at her, Nora placed her hands on her hips. "You know this gent?"

"Yeah he's the hottie that posed for GQ a few months back." Evelyn informs us. "Remember Nora, I told you how I wanted to have his children."

Uh-oh

That's really bad to hear

"Oh!" Nora remembers, then looks at me. "You're a fan of him?"

I cleared my throat. "Not...necessarily."

"But you're looking up pictures of him as a teenager, I mean I'm not arguing because I mean LOOK at him but still, why else would you be looking him up?"

"Uh..." I stutter. "I'm just researching young billionaires that all..."

"Did you see the photos of him at the Christmas party two weeks ago?" Evelyn placed her hand on her heart and sighed. "Bless that beautiful man."

"Oh yeah I did see that, his date was that super model Brynn." Nora adds. "She's gorgeous."

"Her and Greyson would make GORGEOUS babies." Evelyn grins. "Maybe they'll have a son, I don't mind being a cougar."

Hearing my friends talk about how good the two looked left a bitter taste in my mouth. Luckily though, the tabloids cared so little about me that no ones yet to hear about my sudden inheritance. Grandfather makes sure it doesn't go to the public and only a select crowd.

They continued to speak, that is, until the teacher came in. "Alright class, quiet down, let's begin the lesson."

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The three of us went to the usual cafe, I took notice that Todd is off vacation and has been following me around again. I have to admit having him around has grown on me, he makes me feel safe. The police have yet to find the guy who stabbed my Dad and knowing he's around bothers me. Dad got over it which isn't surprising, as soon as his wounds healed, the trauma did with it.

"I had a new years resolution to get a firmer body, but that was when I forgot french fries existed." Evelyn sighs.

My phone buzzed and I looked at it to see a familiar name on the screen flash.

Dorian: How was your day at school? I'd tell you mine but I'm still on vacation, haha.

I grinned.

Ever since Dorian and I exchanged numbers at the party we've texted everyday. He's a very cool guy and shares a lot of the same interests as me. Last night we had the longest debate on whether or not people should go to Mars and colonize it. As nerdy as it sounds, Dorian made it very interesting and actually gave very valid points.

Me: Lucky bastard and school sucked as usual but at least it's done and I've decided to treat myself to a nice cup of hot chocolate with my friends.

A few seconds later my phone buzzed again.

Dorian: I know a place where they make the BEST hot chocolate.

Me: Is that even possible? To have the BEST hot chocolate? Don't they all pretty much taste the same?

Dorian: No my dear, not all hot chocolates are the same. The place I go to makes them homemade and it tastes like the center of a chocolate lava cake. And they put homemade whipped cream on it too, it tastes fantastic.

Me: You had me at chocolate lava cake...dammit you're so lucky

Dorian: Well if you'd like, when you're free I can take you to it.

Is he asked me out on a date?

My heart began to race at the thought of him and I alone, going to get hot chocolate. I've never been in a situation like this. It's not like we're going to do anything bad...so I can't see why I can't go with him and get this hot chocolate he speaks so highly about.

Me: Are you asking me out on a date?

Dorian: If I said yes would you still join me for this awesome hot chocolate?

Me: Maybe, if you ask nicely.

Dorian: My dear Sage, would you please accompany me to a cup of hot chocolate this weekend?

I couldn't help but grin widely at his request.

It's not bad to go on a date with another guy, right? I mean Greyson has one night stands with women why can't I go on a date with one guy? Nothing's going to happen that would ruin our engagement, it's just a hot chocolate.

Me: I'd love to.

Dorian: Great! I'll pick you up this weekend, just text me where you'd like to be picked up. Whether its your house or a store, I'll be there and we'll enjoy ourselves a nice cup of hot chocolate.

Me: Sounds like a plan, can't wait!

Dorian: Neither can I. See you in a few days, Sage.

I placed my phone in my pocket, then looked up to see Evelyn and Nora smiling smugly at me.

"Who were you talking to?" Evelyn asked?

"She's blushing, Eve, it could be a guy." Nora inferred.

"Oh my gosh!" Evelyn gasped. "It wasn't...was it?"

I tried fighting the smile I had but couldn't.

"It WAS!" Evelyn pointed. "Possible love interest?"

"You have to tell us." Nora leaned in. "Is he hot? Does he go to our school?"

There's nothing wrong with a little girl talk, I mean they'll never meet him.

"Yes, he's really good looking." I chuckle. "No, he doesn't go to our school, he goes to College upstate."

Both their mouths dropped.

"Tell us everything!" Nora slammed her hands on the table.

And so I told them what I could.

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When I got home and finished everything I needed to do, I opened up my laptop. Immediately I see notifications and know instantly what it was about.

I followed this thing where it gave me notifications about Greyson.

So I clicked them and saw a variety of articles, mostly talking about the Blackstone Towers. Because that stuff sort of bored me I ignored it. Then began exiting out of browsers that I left on from last night. As I clicked the 'X' on the pages, I stopped at a picture of Greyson, one that I stared at all night last night.

It was a photo of him playing the piano when he was thirteen. A fact I had not known about Greyson was that he was a prodigy at the piano, he used to play all the time and suddenly stopped at the age of fourteen. I couldn't find anything but pictures from his yearbook on it, I even tried YouTube to see if there was something of him live, but nothing.

The photo of him playing was so passion filled and emotional, I couldn't help but be memorized by him. Even at such a young age for him to look like that, it almost gave me goosebumps. Hesitant to press 'X', I decided to download and keep the photo.

My phone suddenly began to ring, startled, I jumped.

The number was unfamiliar,however it had the area code from here which meant they lived here, which probably meant I knew the caller. Hesitant, I picked up the phone and answered. "Hello?"

There were noises in the background then without saying a word it hung up.

"Guess it was the wrong number." I shrug and threw the phone onto my nightstand.

Yawning, I stretched then dozed off to dream land.

#11 IN GENERAL FICTION, WHAT!?

I know this chapter was short! Please forgive me, but I couldn't shove anything more into this chapter without spoiling the next one and trust me you DON'T want that. But since it was so short I PROMISE that I will update tomorrow!

Also, I'm going to try and update more than twice a week but please don't be angry if I can't. I want to provide you guys with many chapters but also quality chapters.

I've got many things I haven't even touched upon that I need to before moving the story to where I want to. So I appreciate your patience and I'm grateful for you enjoying the story so much!

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