Saving Grace (a one direction fanfic)

Chapter Eight

ok guyss like I love you.  Well the three people who read this.

madison- i have to love you your my sister its like a law

Taylor- dude your my bff so I guess i have to love you

Christi- HIIIII MY KIK FRIEND!!!! i like you.

So yea.  To the story.

Oh and finally the concert.  Im sorry. if the chapters get boring I just like stop writing and decicde its a good part to stop.  So finally. 

yay

KATIAS POV

Where was Grace?

I trusted Grace and she couldnt have gone far.  The other girls that were at sound check werent there either.

I walked towards Niall cause he probably saw the last of her.  "Hey, Niall have you seen Grace and her other friends?"  Friends, Grace had made friends.

"Um, I think they went to the bathroom."  Niall said in between bites of whatever food he was eating.

"Oh, ok thanks."  I said and walked towards the girls bath room door.  I knocked and then went inside.

Grace was surrounded by the girls.  They seemed to be putting make up all over her face.

"Grace?"  I said, my voice came out in a squeak.

The girls blocked my veiw of her, so really I had no idea what they were doing.

"They're going to make me pretty!"  Grace said in a excited tone.

I just stood there, unsure what to do.  If I stopped them, then Grace would probably get mad, if I didnt-

Oh my God.

She looked like one of those girls.

The ones who looked like they had pounds of make up and racoon eyes.  Those girls that had different skin tones from their face and their necks.

No.  She isnt one of them, yet.

All the other girls had makeup on now, too.

Grace looked in the mirror and smiled.  "Their going to love me!"  She shrieked.  All the girls agreed.

"Um, Grace can I talk to you, alone?"  I hinted and got glares from the other girls.

They stalked out.

"Grace.  I dont think you need that to be pretty."  I started, about to go on a rant.

"Yes I do, I mean I cant straighten my hair, and I can't wear pretty clothes, so why not make up?  It'll make me stand out more."  She shot back. 

"But-"  I tried again. She wouldnt wear that out there.  She couldnt.

"Seriously Katia, if you tried it to, I'd bet you'd look better."  That hurt.  I wastnt good enough for Grace or my mom. 

I walked out.  For once.  I walked out on Grace.

--------->Graces POV<--------------

Whoa, Katia walked out on me.

She never did that.  She usually put up a fight, and reasoned with me.  But she didnt.

That was partically my fault too, though.  Cause I didnt even give her a chance to say no.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror.  I was unrecgonizable.  My face was tanner than the rest of body, making it look unnatural.  My eye lashes were really long, and they were surrounded by at least a centimeter thick.