Caylie POV
I have to admit, I understand where Grace is coming from. Breaking the law is kind of scary. But we will be okay, as long as no one finds out we are breaking it.
Grace's POV
I sit in bed, thinking. How can I break the law? I don't think I can. It's way too scary. I need to cool down.
I stand up, and walk to the bathroom, to brush my hair. I'm not sure why, but brushing my hair usually calms me down. Even if there isn't a single tangle in it.
I pick up my brush, and look into the mirror. I gasp.
Taped to the glass, is a piece of notebook paper, with my name on it. I slowly pick it up, and open it, scared of what it will say.
Grace,
Time for an update! If you don't stop trying to figure out who I am, your secret may stop being just that- a secret! Better call your friends now! I give you half an hour, starting now.
I give a silent shriek. This can't be happening. No, I'll never figure out who it is!
I don't care. I run upstairs, and grab the phone. I dial Caylie's number first.
I am done in 10 minutes. I hieve a sigh of relief. Not because my secret isn't going to be revealed, but because this gives me a reason to not stalk anyone.
1 week later.
Kate POV
"Should I apologize to my friends?" I ask Seth, while sitting at the lunch table with him.
"For what?" he asks.
"For not talking to them"
"Why aren't you talking to them again?"
I gulp. I didn't like lying to Seth, but I'm not such a horrible friend, as to spill Grace's secret to him.
"Because she insulted you" I say. It isn't entirely a lie. In a way, she did insult him.
"Right" he says "if you miss having friends, then maybe you should" he smiles. I smile too.
Then he does something he hasn't done yet. He leans over and kisses me. I gasp.
He leans back. "Sorry" he says. "If you aren't ready, then I won't-" but now I kiss him back. I've been waiting a while for him to finally kiss me.
Grace and Caylie walk by us, as we sit there, kissing. I hear them, gasp, and as they run over to Ashlyn, Cheryl, and Alex, Grace says to Caylie. "She may be kissing a blackmailer!"
I brake away. "Maybe we shouldn't do this right here." I say, and he nods and smiles at me.
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Blackmailing Isn't cool
General FictionGrace was a normal 12 year old girl. She had normal parents. Normal friends. And did normal 12 year old girl things. Until one day… when her parents decide to get a devorce, and she starts to get blackmails. Will things ever go back to normal? Or wi...