Screw you, Vance Hopper! |Fem OC x Vance Hopper|

Chapter 2 |Graceful Grace|

Grace's pov

I'm driving to Grab 'n go while Billy and Bruce are talking to sports, ignoring my existence, not on purpose though. I still haven't told them what had happened, and I don't plan to anytime soon. If I tell them I'll just make everything worse.

My Mom came home late last night. She had to stay at the clinic a little longer. Billy didn't tell her Vance came over, so she has no idea what's going on. Billy's mad at me because I won't tell him what happened last night. It's Saturday and the whole group is going to hang out tomorrow, Billy wants to tell them all what happened, I won't let him though, I don't want to make things worse. That's one thing I don't like about my brother, when something happens to me he freaks out and makes things worse. It's not like Billy can really do anything either, no kids stronger than Pinball Vance Hopper. I just don't want Billy to get hurt, Billy thinks he's the shit when he really isn't. He needs to learn when to stay quiet and not make things worse. The fight wasn't even that bad.

The bruises on my knees has gotten darker. It hurts like hell when I touch it.

As I pull up to Grab 'n go, I'm praying Vance isn't here because Billy might want to cause problems. We all get out of the car and walk into Grab 'n go. We all split and grab snacks and drinks. As I wander through the isles I notice my least favorite curly blonde. He was looking for snacks. As I try to pass him without him noticing, I bump into a shelf, causing him to turn around. "Hey Grace." Vance winks.

As I try not to throw up in my mouth I ignore him and move past him, pissing him off even more. "Hey fuckface I'm trying to say hi!"

Oh boy.

"Leave her alone dickface!" Billy butts in. Bruce soon runs to me making sure nothing happened to me. Bruce looks over me like I'm fragile glass.

"I'm okay Bruce." I smile.

"What the hell do you want pretty boy?!" Vance yells as he takes a step closer to Billy.

"I want you to leave my sister alone!" Billy yells back.

"No can do Dumbass! You see we have a project together, so I kind of have to talk to her! Do you really think I like talking to her?!" That kind of hurt. It's not like I care anyways, Fuck Vance Hopper.

"I'll get you fucking switched. She deserves better than your violent ass!" I'm tired of these two fighting, it was fine until Billy butted in.

"Shut the hell up!" I yell shutting up the both of them. They look at me with pure shock on their faces. "You guys are acting like children!" I grab Bruce's hand and Billy's hand and we walk up to the casher. As we finish paying I turn towards Vance, who's gone back to his pinball game. "Goodbye Vance!" I yell as he ignores me.

"What the hell was that?" Billy ask as we walk to the car.

"I was tired of you two fighting. It was stupid, you were digging your own grave." I say as I roll my eyes.

"Mom's right, you do roll your eyes too much. And Grace you knew it was only to help you out, I wasn't gonna get hurt."

"That's what every guys says, then they get hurt." Bruce speaks up.

"See I'm not the only one that thinks that." I cockily say.

"Bruce just worries too much." Billy rolls his eyes.

"Bruce worries too much?! You worry too much!" I say.

"Not true." Billy says as he gets in the car.

"Yes you do!"

"Whatever!" Billy rolls his eyes. I think he realized that I was right because he never butts out of arguments.

I start driving while Bruce looks out of the window and Billy is pouting in the back of the car because he's mad that I was right and he wasn't. I turn on the radio to The Reaper by blue oyster cult. (Yes I know this didn't come out in the 70's, but pretend it did.) I start taping the steering wheel with my fingers, I start to really enjoy the song. I start bopping my head to the song a little. In the corner of my eye I see Bruce dancing to the song as he mumbles the lyrics. Grumpy Billy in the back is still pouting but he's tapping his fingers to the beat on the car door. I smile to myself knowing that he's still pouting. "Come on! Lets have a little fun!" I say looking at Bruce and Billy. I guess Billy wasn't as mad as I thought because he soon started dancing in his seat. While Bruce started singing the lyrics as best as he could.