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Hello to anyone reading this, I CAN'T BELIEVE I GOT 31 VIEWS. I feel like a celebrity, sorry for not writing , I was super busy. I am also sorry for last chapter, It was super short, I know. I am going to ask a big favor from you people reading this, are you ready?? Could you guys vote on this book, it would be so awesome if I got 10+ votes. Thank you, that would make my day. (Just to anyone who doesn't know the vote button is the star under the text and above the 'Continue Reading the Next part' button)
Lots of love and fangirling,
K
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"Who are you?" he asks Queen Bee,
"Who am I? I am Bonnie Conners, hottest girl in school, well known for my great looks," Bonnie says in a duh voice with a hair flip.
"You kind of talked in circles there," he said with a chuckle completely oblivious to the beet red face of Bonnie.
"Why are you with, the nerd? I mean look at her, she probably weighs over 200 pounds." I was starting to get ready for him to start laughing and agree with her while, I turn red in the face but clench my fist so hard it draws blood. Just for a fact, I weigh 115 pounds.
"She is not fat!" He says. Wait... Did he just stand up for me? Well he just banished any idea of popularity, to the depths of Tartarus... (Suck it up if you don't know what Tartarus is)
"Umm, Have you looked at her,"
"I have looked at her and she is skinny for her age,"
"How do you know that?"
"That is for me to know, and you to never find out,"
"Let's go Grace," he says grabbing my wrist and leaving a slightly stunned and mostly pissed Bonnie in the dust behind us.
"Why did you do that?"
"Why not,"
"Well you didn't need to do that, you could have gone with her and become 'popular',"
"I didn't want to do that, If you don't remember, I said I would save you and I plan on keeping that promise, even if I have to dump a popularity dream,"
"Hey, I don't think I got your name," I ask a couple flights of stairs later.
"It's Michael," Michael says like it is obvious and I should have known already
"Okay, thanks by the way, for back there. I don't know why but Bonnie has always picked on me,"
"She jealous, of your tongue twisting beauty, or at least I would be..." Michael mutter under his breath, it was something I wasn't supposed to hear. I already new my face was bright red and decided to take a great interest in the wall to my left.
"Do you need a schedule?" I ask him knowing he was a new student.
"Yeah, Do you mind walking me to the office, I barely made it to the Library by myself,"
"Sure," We start walking towards the the office. My school being the amazing school it is (hear the sarcasm) decided it was a good idea to put the Queen Bee's Clone 1 on office duty. I am most definitely excited for an encounter with the other kind...
"Hello what can I do for you," she says without looking up.
"Umm. I'm a new student and I would like to pick up my schedule." She immediately gives him her whole attention. I think her name is Cassandra, and she has this talent of knowing when a 'hot' boy is talking.
"What's a delicious hunk of a man hanging around a piece of trash like her." Cassandra says while pointedly checking out Michael. I hate when a girl calls a guy 'delicious' I mean come on it's not like you are tasting him.
"Um, well this man wants his schedule and Grace is far from trash."
"Damnnn... I see, you are playing hard to get, but really don't need to go as far as defending her," she says emphasizing her as if I was something disgusting on the base of her new pumps.
"I am not playing hard to get, I don't want you, all I want is my schedule and for you to stop talking about Grace like that," me being the idiot I am did not notice the schedule sitting on the desk next to her. Michael snatches the schedule and for the second time that day he grabs my wrist and drags me from a crime scene.
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Saving Grace
Teen Fiction"Who are you?" I ask "I will save you Grace, I see it in your eyes," the guy across from me says completely ignoring my question. "Wh-What are you talking about?" I ask completely aware that he is talking about my veil. My veil is the thing that...