Friends with a Twist

Chapter 10

A/N: This picture is of Jamie. I'm currently looking for Marco, Grace, and Josh. So you guys can kinda have an idea of how I picture them.

-Grace's P.O.V.-

I haven't seen Marco since the dinner which was over a month ago. As far as I know he's still with the little skank. Just breathe, Grace, just breathe. You gotta play your cards right and before you know it he'll come crawling back to you.

In the mean time I need to get rid of Josh. That boy was constantly all over me. It's cute he thinks he has a chance with me. I mean look at him then look at me. I'm clearly way out of his league.

My cell phone started to vibrate across the coffee table indicating that I had just gotten a text. I reached over sliding my finger acroosed the screen an opened the message.

'Hey Grace.'

I groan as I read the message from Josh.

'What do you want, Josh?'

'I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner with me tonight.'

'Why should I?'

'Because Marco will be there...'

I had to reread the last text just to be sure I had read it correctly. I squealed with excitement this was just what I needed to get my plan going.

'What time...'

'I'll be there about 5:30'

I looked up at the clock. It read 3:17.

'K sounds great'

I ran to my room and threw open my closet. I have to find the perfect outfit....

-Jamie's P.O.V.-

I woke up to Marco quietly snoring with his arm tightly wrapped around my waist and his head tucked in the crook of my neck. I couldn't help but smile at how cute he looked when he slept.

As slowly as I could, I tried to pry his arm from my waist and go get breakfast. But as soon as I moved he groaned.

"Too early...must go back to sleep" he grumbled. I snorted.

"Marco, it's almost 3:30 in the afternoon." He just rolled over so I was pined to the bed by his body. He didn't put all 200lbs on me but enough so I was squished and couldn't move.

"Now you can't leave. Go back to sleep" he murmured against my shoulder.

"Oh come on don't be a baby. Its time to get up and you know it. Plus I'm hungry. I'd kill for a blueberry muffin right now." I said smiling at how childish he was being.

He groaned and rolled off me. I just laughed an got up. I could feel his eyes following me across the room.

"Like whatcha see, sweet cheeks" I said as his eyes sparkled in a mischievous way. He got up and walked to where I stood. The look in his eyes made the butterflies in my stomach flutter and my heart start beating rapidly.  He smirked at how obvious his actions made me feel.

"Oh baby girl, you know it..." He murmured as he pushed me against the wall puting his hands on either side of me and kissed me with urgency. When he pulled back I was breathless. I probably looked like a goldfish out of it's fish bowl gasping for air.  He chuckled and left my room.

I have no clue how long I just stood there like that. But my stomach growling angrily at me seemed to snap me back to reality.

When I reached the kitchen Marco was pulling a muffin tin out of the oven. Had I really been in my room long enough for him to make muffins?

"I had seriously thought you went back to bed." He laughed. I smiled he has to be the best boyfriend ever. How is it that he ended up liked me anyways?

He dumped the muffins out in a basket. I grabbed one taking a bite. Then promptly eating the rest in one big bite. He laughed at me. I assumed that it was probably because I looked like a chipmunk with my cheeks filled with muffin.

"When did you learn how to make such delious muffins?" I asked curiously with my cheeks a little less full than before.

"My grandmother taught me." He responded.

"Remind me to thank her next time I see her." I hadn't seen his grandma since last Christmas break. She was a sweet woman. I pretty much considered her family.

"Thanks. Um....I wanted to know if you would like to go out to dinner tonight? Josh wants to do this double date with this girl he's really into." He asked nervously.

"Why are you so nervous?"

"I don't know. I guess youu still make me nervous."

"Well you don't have be. We've been best friends forever. And to answer you I would love to go to dinner with you." His face got red and he smiled. I chuckled. It was cute he still hot never around me. I stood up on my toes and kissed him quickly.

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-Marco's P.O.V.-

I opened the door to the restruant for Jamie. She smiled and walked ahead of me. I swear I saw every guy turn their heads as she walked by. While glaring at them, I walked up and interwined our fingers.

Josh was already sitted towards the back. He waved and we headed towards him. The girl that was his date sat across from him with her back towards us.

As we got closer she turn around and shot me a smile. I stop dead in my tracks and Jamie looked at me in confusion. Grace stood up and walked in our direction.

"Hello Marco. Its nice to see you again. Oh and I see you brought along Jasmine." Said Grace with what was clearly a forced smile. I glared at her then at Josh. He apparently has a death wish.

"My name is Jamie actually..." Jamie stated with a glared all her own. She was hot when she was ticked off. Grace just umphed then turned back to the table and sat in her previous sit.

I pulled Jamie's back to my chest and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"Do you wanna get out of here before this gets any worse?"

"Oh god yes." She said as she turned to face me. I smiled at how she got so excited. I turned back to the door and both of us pretty much ran to my truck. We both got in laughing.

-Grace's P.O.V.-

What the hell just happened. Marco just left. That girl is so rude. How could he let her talk him into doing such impolite thing? I am most certainly not staying to keep Josh entertained.

"Well this has been the worst dinner I've ever been to. Now if you'll excuse me i'm going home." I stated as I stood throwing the napkin from my lap to the plate in front of me. Turning on my heel I walked to my car.

How am I supposed to get Marco back when that twat keeps getting in my way? Wait a minute that's what I'll do...I just have to get her out of the picture at any cost.