Chapter 3: The Dance

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{A/N This chapter will have two POV's. I know that I said that I wouldn't do this, but I wanted to for this chapter! So sorry if it's confusing!}

Mason's POV

I can't believe that Grace said yes. That doesn't mean that she likes you. She probably just wanted to be nice. Either way, I'm happy.

Grace's POV

The dance is casual. Thank goodness! I didn't want to, but I had to go shopping. I went to the mall and walked into Hollister. I go to the cami section. I pick out a light gray marble shirt. Then I go to look at the skirts. I find a pretty black one. I get a pair of grayish-silver flats. After reviewing what I got, I realize that I'm going to be wearing spaghetti straps... I don't know why, but the thought if me with bare arms, near Mason, gives me chills. I quickly go over to the cardigan section. I find a white one, that's not too thick. I grab it and turn around a little to quickly, causing me to bump into someone. "I'm so sorry!" I say. Why are you so stupid?!

"No, it's fine!" It's a girl around my age with blonde hair. She looks familiar.

"Do I know you?" I blurt out, over the loud music.

"Oh yeah, you were the girl I gave the flyer to!" She smiles. Oh yeah! "So I'm guessing you're going to the dance after all?" She nods towards my clothes.

"Yeah, I guess so. By the way I'm Grace." I smile a little.

"I'm Alison, so I'm done shopping here. Do you want to go to the food court?" Wait does someone actually want to go somewhere.. with me? Act cool Grace!

"Yeah, sure. Let me pay for this stuff first." Good, you didn't screw that up. Alison smiles.

We laughed and talked for a few hours. Then around 5:30, we decided to get ready for the dance.

I wasn't sure when I decided to say this, but I didn't stop myself. "Hey, wanna come over to my house? We can get ready together."

She smiles.

"Sure!" I let out the breathe of air that I didn't know that I was holding air.

We arrive at my house and Alison says, "Wow." Under her breath. "This is your h-house?!" Okay I'm not going to lie, I live in a pretty big house.

"Yeah.." Is all I can say. I thought she was going to give me a death glare out of envy. Instead she smiled widely.

"Let's go inside!!" Alison screams and runs toward the door. I laugh. I think I have a friend.

Mason's POV

I was taking a '5 minute nap' and woke up 3 hours later. I grabbed my phone to check the time. 6:37. "Shit." I mutter. I run upstairs to the bathroom and take a 5 minute shower. Then I throw on a casual, but nice gray tee shirt. I put on some basic jeans and slide in my gray 'in good condition' Vans. I put on deodorant and some cologne. I style my hair, the way I always wear it and text Grace for her address.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 19, 2014 ⏰

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