Chapter 12: Grace

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As I'm walking home I feel a presence. Like somebody's watching me.

I get chills as I look around me. I know somebody's here.

I turn back around and I see somebody's head from around the corner and then it disappears.

That's it. I start running as fast as I can. I feel the wind biting my cheeks.

Somebody's running after me. I look back while I'm running and I see a man. He looks familiar. I turn back around and continue to run.

The steps get faster and louder. He's catching up.

I start to slow down. Why are you slowing down? Run! And then I fall.

I shoot straight up, breathing heavily. It was just a dream. Thank God. I wipe the sweat from my head and as I get up I look down at my pillow.

"Ew," I say in disgust. My pillow is surrounded by a pond of sweat.

As I'm walking towards the bathroom I look down at my phone. What?! It's eight o'clock?!?! I only have two hours to get ready!

I don't know why but I feel like I have to be absolutely perfect for Ryan. I don't even know the dude!

I run towards the shower and I turn it on. I turn around, look in the mirror and smell myself. Oh, my God. This is so gross.

I go in the shower and it takes me at least fifteen minutes before I get out and then I put my hair up in a towel and put my makeup on.

Eh, not bad Grace. Not bad. Only if Amanda could see me right now. She's at work for a stupid daycare.

She doesn't know I'm going to see Ryan today. She's gonna be ballistic if she finds out.

I go to my closet and grab a tight black crop top and a high-waisted skater skirt with a brown cardigan. This is my favorite outfit. I take out my hair and run a straightener through it. Done!

I don't even know why I feel like impressing him. I grab my keys and as I'm about to leave my phone vibrates. I sigh and look down at it. It's Ryan.

Ryan: You coming?

Me: On my way.

Oh, what a wonderful day it's gonna be.

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Ooooooo wonder who that could be ;) yep you guessed it, its grace! Thank you for reading beautiful peeps! -Christina

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