I Spy With My Little Eye

Chapter 4

Hey everyone I got two votes! now I realize that's not much but I'm excited it makes me wanna write more! anywho this chapter is random and unedited (suprise, suprise) why because I'm lazy and get bored at night when I can't sleep.  There is a nice moment at the end however. Gracie's POV is next. I actually like writting from Eli's POV more but Grace is a girl therefore making it easier to write.  fan, vote, comment. you people are awsome for reading this :)

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~riamLee

oh and for anyone who is a dodgers fan, or not a rockies fan, I do not mean to offend anyone. and the Rockies have yet to play the dodgers, I'm just going to assume the rocks win because I'm a fan.

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Eli:

We reached the hotel a little while later and checked in. The hotel was one of those really nice ones that, if it wasn't for the fact that the agency was paying for it, I could never actually afford. Our room was clear on the top floor. Which would be great if someone was coming after us but would really suck if there was a fire. Rich people never thought logically. When we got to our room I realized it was the top floor, or at least one half of it. There were only two doors. We got the door on the left. The windows over looked the city skyline with the mountains framed behind it. Everyone seemed fascinated by the mountains just outside of Denver but they had never seen ranges like the San Juan's or the West Elks down around Gunnison and Montrose or else they wouldn't be quite so impressed.

I dumped my clothes in the room that I deemed as "my room" and went into the living area to start watching T.V. I had picked the smallest room considering that I would never spend much time in there. I would be good with not sleeping till about noon tomorrow and by then the coffee will have kicked in. Dick picked the room at the farthest end of the suite and closest to the door. Grace's room was right next to mine and was clearly supposed to be her room. It had been filled with Grace's clothes and stuff for lack of a better term

"Eli, what's your size?" Grace asked sitting down beside me holding her laptop. I glanced over at her briefly and went back to watching TV. It was some cartoon on Disney channel that I figured would be relatively mindless. I didn't want to have to think.

"Eli, I asked you a question." Grace said, getting a little bit annoyed at me. I smirked to myself. There was no way I was going to let her buy me clothes. I had three pairs of jeans and four shirts. I was good till the end of the week. Yes one of those pairs was the "green" pair but I really didn't care.

"Come one I'm really bad at guessing guy sizes, I don't want things to be too big for you." she pouted and it was really hard not to give in because she managed to look cute whenever she pouted.

"Can't you see I'm trying to watch TV?" I asked glancing over at her, then turning my full attention back to the TV. There were talking tools. I didn't quite understand why the tools were talking but I figured it was a kid show.

"Why are you watching Handy Manny and the big build?" She asked, taking the remote from my hands, "That's for, like, three year olds." She hit the power button and the tv screen went blank.

"Well now I'll never know what happens." I grumbled crossing my arms and sinking down in the chair.

"They build the sky scraper even though no one believes they can." She said, "After that no one doubts them again and they have a fiesta!"

"You ruined it!" I cried throwing up my hands and stalking into the living room.

"It was predictable." She whined while following me into the kitchen with her laptop.