Getting Grace

Chapter Fifteenth

"What you had to tell me that was so important you couldn't tell me over the phone?" Jerome asked sitting down infront of Grace.

"I won." He stared at her blankly. "The science fair I told you about last week. The reason you couldn't stay last night."

"Oh yeah. I knew you would. You smart as hell." He said grabbing her hand. Grace watched Frank walk up from behind Jerome.

"I see you boy." He said sitting down. Jerome rolled his eyes. "Hey Grace."

"Hey." She said with a small wave and smile.

"Wassup?" Jerome asked dapping him up.

"Well," he took his phone out and showed Jerome something. Jerome nodded. "Yeah."

Jerome looked up at Grace. "Look man I'll talk to you later. Me and Grace talking about something right now." Frank smiled and nodded getting up. He laughed walking away. Jerome shook his head and looked back at Grace.

"What?" He asked looking at her.

"Nothing." She lied. She really felt bad because she had just remembered Veneer was waiting on her. "Umm, I'll be back. I have to go see Veneer."

He held onto Grace's hand. "Naw, I just got rid of my homeboy. You gotta stay here with me." He pulled her into his lap and Grace sighed slumping over.

"Jerome." Grace whined. "I didn't tell you to get rid of your friend."

"To bad. I did and now you're stuck with me." He said.

"Jerome what are you doing?" Monica asked coming around to the front of them. She had been out of town for family reasons and got back yesterday. "Is this why you're ignoring my calls?" She asked jesturing towards Grace.

"Monica go somewhere else with that shit man." Jerome said trying to hold Grace down in his lap. "I'm with my girl."

"Oh. Your girl? Really?" She shook her head looking at Grace. "You're fucking up." She said looking her up and down. "You picked the wrong girl." She said to Jerome.

"See this is why I left yo dumb, ghetto ass." Jerome said to her. "For a smart, beautiful, classy girl like Grace." He said kissing Grace's cheek.

"Oh I'm over this." Monica said storming off.

"No you're not." Jerome yelled after her, hugging Grace's waist.

"Jerome you were so mean to her." Grace said. "She was just upset about yalls breakup."

"Oh please did you see how she looked at you." He said. "She's jealous."

"I don't know why?" Grace said. The ball rang and she wiggled her hips trying to get up.

"What you tryna start girl?" Jerome asked keeping her down.

"I just want to get up." Grace said.

"Give me a kiss and I'll think about it." Grace pecked his lips and he shook his head. "More."

"I refuse to be late because of you." Grace said.

"Fine." He said letting her go. "You can have your way this time, but know it won't happen again."

Grace smiled at him walking away. Jerome sat back and Frank slapped him in the back of the head.

"What the fuck bruh?" He asked.

"Boy I seen you playing that girl." Frank said sitting down. "Give up now and give me my money."

"Nigga believe it or not, but I've made progress." Jerome said. "She let me feel on her body and I already got to pulling her panties down. Imma get that pussy."

"I'll believe it when show me proof." Frank said.

"I'll have it too." Jerome said. "So you better have my money."

They both got up and went to class not caring about being late. Jerome sat in his seat and started copying the girl next to him's paper.

"Jerome why don't you do your own work?"

"Why would I?" He asked not stopping. "You the smart one."

She sighed. "Whatever." She went back to doing her work.

"I need to see your homework for Mr. Collins class." She side eyed him. "Please."

"You need to do your own." She said scolding him.

"Just let me see the paper and stop tripping." Jerome said.

"You date the smartest girl and school, and can't do your work?" She asked.

"What are you jealous?" Jerome asked. "Besides I'm not with her so she can do my work. Now stop being a bitch and let me see your paper."

She growled and gave it to him. "Fine."

"Yeah." Jerome took a picture of it and gave it back to her.

"You don't learn anything by copying." She said.

"I could teach you more than you know." Jerome said looking her up and down.

"You're disgusting." She said.

"You want me. Not the other way around." He said going back to copying her work. He finished and turned it in moving right on to the next thing.

"Why the fuck do you keep looking at me?" Jerome asked not taking his eyes off his paper. "Aye Frank come here."

"Why are you calling him over here?" She asked whispering.

Jerome smiled and whispered in Frank's ear, "I bet you 50 you can't score a date with girl. One chance. Right now."

Frank smiled accepting the challenge and went around to the other side. "Hey Ashley."

"What do you want?" She asked.

"I'm not busy this weekend and I was wondering if I could have your number?" Frank asked sweetly. "I'll take you out. My treat."

"No thank you." She said.

"It's honestly not even about sex. You a virgin and I respect that." He got in her ear. "And Jerome bet me 50 dollars to get you to say yes. I'll split it with you."

"Well, now that I think about it." She said writing a fake number down. "Here. I'd love to go out with you."

Jerome dropped his jaw and shook his head handing Frank the 50 dollars. "What the fuck?"

"Yeah you wish you had this technique." Frank said.

"Actually I don't." Jerome said. "It's kinda bad."

"Man fuck yo hating ass. Don't you have like a girlfriend to go try and sleep with?" Frank asked.

"Shutup." Jerome said.