IX- Dinner

"You're not wearing your glasses," Greyson commented when Indianna sat down in the car later than night.

"We're not at school," Indianna shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest. "Where are we going?"

"You're new to this town, you won't know where," he shrugged.

"My mother told me to stay away from you," Indianna said which earned a chuckle from Greyson.

"She's doing a great job at keeping you away from me, isn't she, sugar?" He smirked.

"How do you know her?"

"I'll tell you later."

"You said you'd give me answers."

"But I didn't say when," he shrugged. "By the end of the night some of your questions will be answered."

There wasn't much conversation between the two of of them as they drove to wherever they were going, but it wasn't an awkward silence. It was peaceful and Indianna hated it.

She didn't want to feel comfortable around Greyson, but she couldn't help it.

The music was playing softly on the radio and Indianna reached forward to turn it up at the same time Greyson did. T