Be Careful What You Wish For. 2

Be Careful What You Wish For.

Still Grace's P.O.V.

I watched Liza with eagle eyes as Mike spoke, "Well, nothing much, been writing some new material, and I met Grace, the most beautiful, kind hearted girl in the world." He said, smiling and winking at me.

I looked at Liza, her eyes spiking through me like daggers. She completely ignored the point about Mike meeting me, "So...what have you been writing? Any samples to show off?" She said, edging ever closer to him, her chin now resting onto his shoulder, he fidgeted awkwardly, but she refused to move.

"Oh Liza, you know I can't tell you that, you'll just have to wait until the rest of the world finds out too, Grace has given me a few amazing idea though." He smiled.

"Not even one teensy little sample?" She pouted, again, completely ignoring the fact that Mike brought me up in their conversation, she was now twiddling with a curl of his hair, but he pulled his head away.

"Umm, w-what about you?" Mike asked her.

She never took her eyes off of him, he looked uncomfortable yet she didn't leave off, she just kept staring at him with those sickly big eyes.

"Oh you know, jobs here and there, I'm rehearsing for a few auditions that I'm bound to get, singing a little, y'know..." she flirted.

Mike nodded his head, "Aahh, sounds good..." he said.

I couldn't stand it! She was practically groping him! He looked terrorised, awkward and extremely uncomfortable with her actions and attitude, he kept casting me helpless glances, she was completely ignoring my existence and to top it off, she was acting as if he was her boyfriend when he was mine! She was doing this on purpose! And yes, I am jealous. I had to get out.

I cleared my throat and asked politely, "Liza? Where's your bin?"

She never shifted her head off his shoulder, never looked away from his face, she didn't look at me the only word she spoke was, "Kitchen."