My name is Grace. It's ironic because I have none of it. I go by G-rice instead. My closest friends call me G-go since I'm always on the go. I have short-ish brown hair that's always a tangled mess and I'm tall and.. curvy you could say. I don't care about my looks but a lot of guys in the school do. They're all idiots so I don't really give many a second thought. Anyways, this is my story.