Chapter 8

Greyson grumbled about the other team having a stronger defense as he parked into our driveway. The driveway itself was 31 meters long.

Brynn hopped out of the car, and sprinted upstairs.She threw on jeans and a slight crop top. It was only revealing when she raised her arms. She ran down the stairs to see Greyson in the process of finishing buttoning his shirt. She blushed.

Greyson didn't notice her and walked the other direction. She walked down the stairs and tapped him on his left shoulder. Before he turned his head, she slowly walked in front of him, by the time she had reached in front of him, he was looking behind, and turned around. Brynn tapped his right shoulder and tried not to giggle. Greyson turned around and laughed.

"Little trickster." He lightly kissed her cheek. They walked outside and into the car.

The drive was quick, and they pulled up to their school at 5:28, 2 minutes before the announcements and start of the game. They walked to their stadium and went to their reserved spot in the bleachers. Colton's uncle was headmaster at the school, so they got special seating.

The game began and went normally. Colton kept messing up. 6 times he dropped the football. It was surprising to Brynn, as he had never messed up and was the star quarterback. This continued for quite some time.

Halftime came fast. The players got a 45 minute break, as usually some kid could come and sing or some shit like that, Brynn thought.

Greyson whispered to her, "Where is Colton?", and smiled.

"I lost track of him on the field when they announced half time, he looks so much like the rest of the players." Brynn shook her head.

"How so?" Greyson asked, chuckling.

"They are all white." Brynn said distastefully. Greyson's shoulders shook with laughter, loud enough for her to hear, but soft enough for the people around to not. Plus, there was already commotion.

'I'm not wrong.' Brynn thought.

"You're not wrong," Greyson repeated, as if hearing her thoughts.

Greyson was from Germany, and lost his accent after moving here when he was 5. Brynn's mother was from Bengali, and her father was half German, half British. Brynn had a light beige skin tone, as most North Indians. It was lightly darker than Greyson's. His father was German and Mother was from the beautiful Santorini island.

"Ahem!" A voice said behind them. At the same time, Brynn's phone rang. She turned around to see Colton.

"One moment, Colt, I've got to take this call. It was her groom, Felix. Brynn's head filled with worry. She picked up the phone.