•That Was Unexpected• || Mikey Murphy Fanfiction

~Chapter 14~

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~~~Grace's P.O.V~~~

It's 5 in the morning, and I'm already dressed and showered. I couldn't sleep much anyway. I walk into my office, it's too early to go to the gym.

I open my MacBook (Mom is a big believer in Apple) and decide to send an email to a few of my friends. I tell them about my life here, and ask about theirs.

When I finish, I sign off and look out the window. The sun hasn't risen yet, so there's not much to look at.

I walk downstairs quietly, I don't want to wake anyone up. I pour some water in a bottle and grab the keys to my step-dad's car.

He told me yesterday that I could take his car for the day, given the circumstances. I'm glad, his hybrid is awesome.

I open the door and walk to the car. It starts up softly, and I pull out. My phone rings. I stop, there's nobody on the road at this hour. It's a text from Mikey.

-M: IHOP? Or too many calories? XD

I smile.

-G: I shouldn't, but you know, YOLO and all...

-M: XD so yes?

-G: Be there soon :)

I pull up to IHOP a few minutes later. Mikey pulls up right after me, and I get out. I close the door behind me and suddenly I'm in his arms.

He smiles and pecks me on the lips. I smile back at him, and we head inside, hand in hand.
Mikey orders a huge chocolate pancake platter, while I settle for some plain ones. We sit on opposite sides of a booth so I can take a picture of him with his huge mountain of pancakes. He smiles and posts it to IG in B&W. Per usual. I glance at the time. It's about 7:00 now. I'm laughing at his first bite when 3 girls come up to us. They look about middle school age.
"Oh my gosh! You're Mikey Murphy from YouTube!" One exclaims. The others nod. Mikey smiles. "Yeah! Are you guys subscribers?" They nod and one pulls out her phone. "Can we take a selfie?" Mikey nods and smiles for the camera, in the middle of the girls. They thank him and head back to their table. I smile and raise my eyebrow. He blushes a little. "That happens sometimes. It's really nice meeting subscribers, they're always so nice." I chuckle. He's so humble. I tap my phone a few times and show him. I pulled up his channel that I've been subscribed to since I got out of juvie the first time. His jaw drops. "You know about my YouTube channel?" I'm smiling. "Of course! You're one of my favorites!" I say and wink at him. We smile and continue eating.
At about 7:30, we head out. I kiss him goodbye, and get in my car. I drive to the gym, where Lena is just opening. "Eager beaver aren't we?" She says as the lights turn on. I nod and head over to the punching bags. I tape up my hands and start hitting. The competition is at 10 at some gym downtown. I have a little more than an hour and a half to train before I compete. Once I'm warm, I ask Lena to drill with me. She's very experienced. I know she's fought in the octagon before, with the scars to prove it. I've never been able to land more than 10 hits on her, but nonetheless I keep trying. I'm drenched in sweat when I land a kick to her side and a hard punch to the jaw. I stop, purely out of surprise. She drops her stance and rubs her jaw. "Nice hit, Grace." She smiles and tells me to take a break. It's about 9:15 now, and I work with the bags until I have to leave. I thank Lena, say hi to her dad, and get back in my car.

~~~Mikey's P.O.V~~~

After IHOP this morning, I've been bored, but unable to go back to sleep. I browse through tumblr and twitter. My IG is blowing up. Oh gosh. The girls at breakfast must've taken a picture of me and Grace before they approached. I'm holding her hand across the table and smiling. You can't see Grace's face though, and I'm glad. She looks different that her IG selfies, mostly because of the ponytail and workout clothes. The picture is pretty crappy quality, but my face is clear enough. The captions say things like "Who is Mikey Murphy's mystery girl?" "New girl for Mikey Murphy?" "She's just wants him for his fame ugh"
Oh god. I deleted the serious video after Grace got out, it didn't get that many views, so I don't think anyone will assume anything. I never use snapchat or Vine, so I decide to film some silly stuff to throw them off the scent. Trust me, I LOVE my subs, I just don't want them to know yet.

~~~Grace's P.O.V~~~

I walk into the gym confidently. I'm in the lowest weight class, and I notice they're only 4 other girls in my bracket. So I have a 3/5 chance of making it. That's good enough for me.
I find an empty ring and pull up a dummy. I drill and punch and kick. "Nice, but you need to keep your hands higher." A voice behind me says. It's a petite girl with bright pink hair. My eyebrows furrow. She hops up and shows me a better way to defend myself and get the best leverage. She sticks her hand out and says,"I'm Judy. Nice to meet you!" I shake her hand and smile. I really hope she's not in my bracket. I don't want to fight her. She looks at me for a second and then shakes her head, smiling. "What?" I ask. I notice she's not in workout clothes at all. "You're worried you'll have to fight me. I used to fight, but I had a bit of an um, accident." She pulls up her sweatpants to reveal a prosthetic leg where her right leg would be. I must've looked shocked, since she laughs. "I was pretty good too." She points to the big poster on the side of the gym. It says "2014-2015 Champions" and a school name. Judy is the only female name there, with a picture of her with a serious face, arms crossed. Her hair is a dark blue, and in a side braid, unlike the ponytail it's in now. "I don't usually help newbies, but your determination was apparent across the room. And your awesome hair!" She shoots me a cheesy smile. I smile back and run my hands through my ponytail. "I need to re-dye it. I have no idea what color though!" She examines her own hair. "Go natural for a little while. You won't regret it. You're, hmm, dirty blonde? Your eyes are way too light for black hair to be your natural color. Ok, enough hair talk. Get back to work."

~~~Mikey's P.O.V~~~

It's getting close to competition time, so I get in my car to pick up Miranda. She insisted on coming and needed a ride, so I offered. She's wearing a YouTube sweatshirt from Tyler Oakley. I smile at the irony. She knows about my YouTube too I guess, she mentioned she subscribed the other day in the library. We stop at Starbucks so she can buy some coffee, since it's apparently "way too early." She turns on the radio and curls up in the passenger seat. I drive in silence into Seattle. Miranda points out the Space Needle, which I've never seen in real life. She informs me that Drew an Greg are coming too, but she assumed they wanted to be alone. I laugh and agree. If Drew and Greg are in the same room, they're most likely making out.
We arrive at the gym at about 9:55, it starts in 5 minutes, so we rush in. Grace is there, training with some girl with pink hair. She looks nervous.
I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. She jumps, then realizes it's me. She smiles and turns around to hug me. She's kinda sweaty but I don't care. The pink hair chick yells for her to get back to work, and she grudgingly pulls away. "I'll be up soon, and apparently I'm fighting the number one seed." She groans and goes back to the girl. I find Miranda in the stands, already holding a huge bucket of popcorn and Milk Duds. I give her a look. "What? I was hungry!" I laugh and sit next to her. Drew and Greg walk in, and we flag them down. They sit in front of us, taking selfies. Miranda and I facepalm. Grace's parents and brother walk in a few minutes later. They sit closer to the front, closer to the exit. Her mother looks nervous, while her step-dad looks proud. And Liam just looks excited, probably because he'll get to see fighting.
Some guy with a microphone says that the first match is two girls I don't recognize. They shuffle around, throwing punches occasionally. When they break for water, one of the coaches draws a line across his neck with a finger. The girl nods and heads back in the ring. As soon as the whistle blows, she turns into an animal. A few punches and the other girl is unconscious. The ref raises her hand and she walks out of the ring, not glancing at what she caused. If Grace has to fight that girl, it'll be the first time I think she might lose a fight.

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