Hey Guys!
Here's the deal: I'm not a major Greyson Chance fan (what's his fan's name? Chancers? I don't know, I need help!) but my Bff (who inspired Christina)me (though it didn't take much convincing, he's a cute kid) to watch his interview on the Ellen Show. I thought it was a cute story, so I made my own fic about it.
If I get any Greyson facts wrong, don't kill me via flames, but please correct me. I would like to know some stuff about him, incase I would like to continue this.
Akso, any Greyson fans, please feel free to overload me with Greyson info. I would love to learn! What's his mom's name? Are his parents divorced or married? When's his birthday? Does he have siblings? What's his home town?
LOL, I should look it up, but my computer doesn't have internet connection at this moment at time. So help out a fellow writer?
Get out of class and get to the bathroom RIGHT NOW!
-Greyson
I swear, if that kid gets me another detention because he texts me during class, I will kill him.
I'm in English, Greyson. What's so important?
-Christina
I sighed and finished up my paper so I could excuse myself.
It's not just important, Christina, but it's UN-FREAKING-BELIVABLE.
-Greyson
I laughed to myself and texted him back.
Hold your horses, buddy. I'll be there in record time.
-Christina
I got up and handed my paper in.
"Mr. Holland, may I use the bathroom?"
My teacher nodded.
I walked pass the classes- Math, Science, Art, and finally got to the bathrooms.
Greyson stood by the water fountain with the biggest smile I've ever seen on his face.
"What's up buttercup?" I asked.
"You'll never guess."
"Oh really? You actually passed Math class?"
"No, but-"
"Marissa Smith gave you her number?"
"Actually, yes, but-"
"You passed the fifth level of Angry birds?"
"No! Okay, listen, Chrissie." I laughed.
"Okay, listening."
"My mom just texted me."
My eyes widened.
"Oh, god, Greyson, what did you do?" I panicked. What's the last bad thing that we did?
Oh, no. She couldn't have found out about THAT…. Or, let's hope not.
"Nothing, I just got an interview on the Ellen Show!" He smile grew wider when I squealed.
"Oh my gosh! Greyson, I'm so incredibly proud of you!" I hugged him tightly.
"I get to fly out to California and EVERYTHING!" He said happily. "And I might get signed!"
"That's awesome! Greyson, I'm so proud!"
"Thanks Christina. It means a lot." I hugged him again, before hurrying off to English for the last five minutes of school.
"See you in five!" He yelled after me.
Five Minutes Later…
"I'm kind of scared, Christina." Greyson said, some girls passing him and waving.
"You've never had a problem talking to people before." I laughed. He nodded.
"But I've never flown in a plane." He said quietly.
"Chance, get over it. Planes aren't half as bad as people make them out to be." I said. We reached his house in silence.
"Thanks, Christina." He said after.
"For…?" I asked.
"You were the one to tell me to post the video when I wasn't sure if I wanted to. You told me to try out for the talent show. I'll be forever grateful." He said, hugging me.
"Just remember me." I said smiling.
"I will, forever." He said, and walked up to his house.
I walked home with a smile on my face.
One Hour Later….
I leave for California TONIGHT!
- Greyson
I gasped at the text. Then I got worried. I texted him back almost immediately.
What? Tonight! Have fun! Text me when you take off and when you land. I won't worry as much.
-Christina
He texted back almost as quickly
Will do…
-Greyson
I sighed and flopped down on my bed. Great, my two best friends not in school on the same day.
Mary Alice, my other best friend was in Florida. Her grandmother's funeral was today. I almost cried just thinking about it. I loved Mary Alice's grandmother. She was, in all honesty, the only grandmother I had. My real grandmother died when I was two, and my real grandfather died before I was born. Ever since my mom and dad got divorced, when I was six, I haven't had contact with my dad's side of the family.
Grandma Alice, as I called her, was the closest thing I had to a grandmother. She baked me cookies and gave me more birthday presents then my blood line. I was devastated when I heard she was moving to Florida.
When she died, the only reason I didn't have a complete melt down was Greyson.
FlashBack
Mary Alice walked into school that morning with her eyes puffy and her outfit disheveled.
"Hey Buttercup." I said and even my ridiculous nickname for her did not make her smile.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"She died." I looked at her. She started into a new stream of tears falling from her face as she slid down the lockers.
"Who?" I said, scared I already knew the answer. She had been in the hospital for three days.
"Grandma Alice." She said, her voice breaking.
I took off into the hallways, smart enough to avoid Marissa and her Wannabees in the bathroom. I hated Marissa, even if Greyson had a major crush on her.
I ran to the Janitors Closet, slammed the door, and collapsed on the floor in tears.
A minute later, Greyson entered the closet, looking at me worriedly.
"Christina?" He asked. He knew how touchy the subject of family was for me. My mom worked two jobs to support my sister and I, and my dad didn't care about me.
"It's okay." He said, sitting next to me, wrapping his arm around me.
"Not … really." I gasped out. "She's….dead."
15 minutes later, I finally calmed down. I apologized to Greyson about 15 times, but kept saying it must have been hard on me and it was completely alright with him that I was crying. I pretty much soaked his shirt through with my tears, but he said it didn't bother him.
End Of Flashback
My phone buzzed, pulling me out of my thoughts.
Boarding plane. Extremely nervous. Gonna miss you. 3
-Greyson
I smiled as I texted him back.
I'll miss you too. Have Fun and don't worry about me back home. 3
-Christina
I dropped my phone and went back to help make dinner for Abigail.
One Week Later ….
"Come on, Mom!" I yelled to my mom. My sister, Abby sat next to me on the couch.
"I'm here, darling." My mom said.
Watching your interview, Good Luck!
-Christina
The interview started. The first thing I noticed was his wrist.
Greyson, you do realize that my hair tie was on your wrist during the interview.
-Christina
I texted him quickly.
was my good luck charm.
-Greyson
Listening to the story Greyson gave, I smiled. I didn't care that he left me out of it, I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. My best friend's dream came true.
When it showed the clip of him singing at the Talent Show, I could see some of my friends. I could see MaryAlice's shoulder in the shot, and I could see Marissa in the crowd. I knew some other people, but no one else in particular.
"Let's just say I've gotten a couple numbers and made some new friends." Everyone laughed, but it was true. Basically everyone started treating Greyson differently after the performance. He said it was totally weird, and I laughed at some girl's awkward attempts at flirting.
Oh, he hair-flipped. Geez, he must be really nervous. He only hair-flips if he's nervous.
I remember when he played Broken Hearts and Stars for the first time for MaryAlice and I. We flipped out and all went to get milkshakes because we were all so proud.
Oh, god. Broken Hearts.
Valerie Mckinley and Ashley Matinson. Valerie was a dancer in the School production that led Greyson on and dumped him. Ashley was a girl with brown eyes and brown hair that dated Greyson and cheated on him. They were sorry; they were in the crowd at the Talent Show. Talk about desperate afterwards.
I screamed when Lady Gaga got on the phone.
You lucky little turd! You got to speak with 'Miss' Gaga!
-Christina
I was jumping up and down when he texted me back.
Take that :P
-Greyson
Greyson's singing blew me away- as always.
I could tell he was buzzing with happiness at the end. I was too. I was so unbelievably proud of him.
"GO GREYSON!" Abby yelled and I laughed.
My phone rang and it was Greyson.
"Hey!" I said.
"Can you believe it?" He said.
"No!"
So, yep. That's it. Unless an overwhelming number (like, 2) of you want me to continue this story, which I could. I just had to write this, It seemed too perfect. And if you have anything to tell me about Greyson, I'm all ears, especially if I continue with this. Please leave a review.
- Red