He Knows.

Chapter Two: Ladies and Gentlemen Gracie Miller

After dinner I ran up my stairs to my room. I sighed and logged onto YouTube. I need to catch up on Jenna Marbles Kingsley O2L ect.

After five minutes of bursting out laughing Jc's strangers video was over. I sighed and looked out my window. With my luck Jason was in his room talking on the phone. Well more like yelling.

Me being so cliche decided to go all Taylor swift and get out a notebook and marker and write -u ok?- but of course he was too busy to look up at me.

Figures.... Of course being the awkward girl I am decided to keep the stupid notebook up for five more minutes. Classy right?

Jason hung up the phone and looked up to see me eye raping him pretty much. He had this look on his face that showed danger.

I looked down and still saw I was holding up the notepad. I looked up at him and saw he was writing something on a piece of paper. Maybe this Taylor Swift move is working.

-I ain't getting any tonight- well there goes my affection. Jason Scott is you're typical player. Scary bad boy. And of hell of an athlete. He has girls lining up for him. Literally. At school twenty or so girls are waiting at his locker. And don't worry I know what you're thinking 'she probably lines up at his locker.' For your information I don't. I stare from a far away.

I turned off my light and went into dream land of dating Jason.

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Gracie Miller. One word to describe her bitchy. She is like Jason's other half. Ugh.

"Who let her walk out of the house looking like that!" Nancy yelled. "She's a whore. So that probably makes her mom a whore." Marie shrugged. "Guys I get you're jealous but others are around. They can be shady and tell her and then us be six feet under ground!"

"Jason! Boo! Are you still like mad at me!" Ugh. She's annoying. "No babe. It was one night." Jason brushed it off. Sadly I know what they were talking about. Sex. A quickie. You know 'getting any.'

Gracie flipped her hair or should I say extensions and clacked her heels towards Jason. Why can't I be that confident?

Jason let her in with open arms. "I'll make it up babe." "You mean like tonight." "Anything you want my sexy kitty." Sexy kitty? The fuck!

You know that time in life you have thoughts of beating someone until their unconscious? Well Gracie is my target.

Don't get me wrong she seems nice and all, but she's whore, two faced, and she took my favorite bathing suit.

Yes Gracie has my bathing suit. Josh and her were a thing before Jason and her. Which means she was always over and never prepared. We have a pool at our house. So Josh wanted to throw a pool party.

Guess who comes but shows up in the wrong attire? Gracie. So of course Josh being the dick he is makes me let her 'borrow' my bathing suit. But she never gave it back.

Gracie Miller is not trust worthy. And she kind of whores around... I mean I guess you figured but I just wanted to say.

You know how those popular or really well known people are always in drama and how everyone and I mean everyone knows what happens with them well Gracie is one of the people who you hear there drama about.

Everyone knows who's she's been with, who she's trying to get with, and Jason is one of them.

Gracie Millers ladies and gentlemen is an enemy.