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Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Grace Rae POV

"I can't believe he has the nerve to just run into me and start asking me personal questions, when he hasn't seen me for the first time in months. Even after his awful break up, he still thinks I have even the slightest interest in him!" I gush to Natalie, my little sister. We tell each other everything, and I mean from guys to when the other looks bad, or does something wrong, we tell each other.

"Well, do you? Do you have even a slight interest in him? I think so, I mean you got a tattoo because of him and you hate tattoos."

"Why would that mean I still have feelings for him now, when I got that idiotic tattoo the same exact week that I got dumped by my boyfriend, who said he loved me, and said he was committed to me, but still didn't believe that I could help him get through a hard time in his life? I mean how could you still think that?"

"I don't know. Um, because your sobbing your eyes out at this very moment. You are crying as you talk about the man you loved and apparently still love, so um that's why."

"Way to put sugar on top there Nat. Thanks." Natalie grabs my cell phone and dials Tuckers number. I was going to hang up, but he answered almost right away and started talking through the phone to me.

"Please Gracie. Can you just agree to one coffee? I know how much you love your caffeine." I think I heard his voice crack. Was he crying? Was he crying for me? Should I agree to one coffee?

"I don't know if it's a good idea. Um, actually I think I have plans with my sister, so..." I look at Nat for help, but instead I find that she's giving me one of her 'seriously' glares, so I guess that's my que. "Fine, one cup. I actually quit drinking coffee for a while. I guess old habits die hard, right? I mean you're more than enough evidence."

"Haha wow you sure didn't lose your feistiness in these past months." I can tell he's smiling, so my mood starts to give a bit. I remember that when he smiles, his teeny laugh lines show. He didn't have them before he met me, and I like to think that I gave them to him. "Okay, so how about Caribou? Do you like their coffee? I thought I reme.."

"Ya, Caribou is fine. How's 5 o'clock?"

"Great I'll see you there! And thanks." I'm actually pretty excited for tonight. So I head to target and buy some hair dye, so I can look at least a little bit like my old self. This Gracie is getting old. I don't want to be her anymore.

Chrissie POV

*3:00 pm*

*doorbell rings*

My front door is glass, so it's mostly see-through, and on my way to answer the do I sort of slipped on the rug and Carter saw me fall. Shit. I'm never going to live that down. Just add it to the already long list.

I open the door to a speechless Carter. He's not laughing; he's just staring at me. Like something's on my face. "Wow way to make me feel self-conscious Carter! I don't look that bad... do I?

"No, you look pretty as ever" he says this with a sweet smile, but I feel a but coming on, "But, have you seen a mirror today?" I was right.

"Um, no... but I didn't think I would look that... Holy sweet mother of!" I say as he walks me to the bathroom mirror.

"I'm guessing you've never had the chicken pocks before? its a good thing i have."

"Nope, and I wasn't planning on it anytime soon, but I guess plans change. Shit. School just started! And we have that stupid test on Monday!" I haven't even gotten notes for it yet.