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You Can Quote Me on That

You don't love someone because they are perfect, you love them inspite the fact they are not- Jodi Picoult

~ Submitted by Lightningtiger2

You Can Quote Me on That

To say that they were each less than perfect was an understatement.

But they both had different perspectives on what perfect meant.

For her, perfection meant following in her father's footsteps, becoming a doctor and one day, owning her own practice, like everyone in her small town home expected.

For him, perfection meant living up to his family's expectation and becoming a politician.

The problem is that she couldn't grasp a sliver of human anatomy and he wasn't exactly a people person.

Bottom line, Skye Johnson and Grant Ward were convinced that they could never be perfect…

That was until they met each other.

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Skye Johnson grew up the only child Calvin Johnson, a highly recognized trauma surgeon, and Jiaying Johnson, a homemaker who died in childbirth.

Cal raised her as a single parent and she grew up to be a kind, intelligent and ambitious young woman.

But she always felt that she would never amount to everybody's expectations of her based on her dad's merits.

Throughout high school, she struggled with her biology and anatomy classes, basic building blocks to becoming a doctor. Even with her best friend, Jemma's, help, Skye just didn't get biological sciences.

Grant Ward grew up the second child of Theodore J. Ward, Secretary of Housing and Urban Development to the US President, and Gwendolyn R. Ward, President of Buckner Properties Corporation.

Ted and Gwen were less than caring towards their three younger children, they spent Grant's life grooming his older brother, Christian, to be the next Ward mogul.

It seemed that the only way that anyone could get attention in the Ward house was to go into politics or business.

Sadly, his neglecting home life made Grant a closed off person. The only people he would open up to was his twin sister, Danielle, his younger brother, Thomas, and his Gramsy. Talking to others to convince them into something was not something he particularly enjoyed doing.

Trying to find someone who could understand, both turned to online chat rooms.

They met under the online aliases of TechDiva and GiftedLoner and somehow they just clicked.

They talked about everything from what it was like to have siblings to hacking into the school's alarm system to get out of a test.

But there was one conversation that they would remember forever

TechDiva: Have you picked a school yet?

GiftedLoner: Not yet. May isn't here yet. ;-)

TechDiva: LOL. True but we should pick somewhere soon.

GiftedLoner: You haven't picked either.

TechDiva: :( No! And it's driving me crazy. I got accepted into some good schools undecided but none as a medical major, I can already feel my dad's disappointment.

GiftedLoner: I know what you mean. My parents probably still won't even look at me until a get a business degree.

TechDiva: I don't know what I'm gonna do… Why does there have to so much pressure why do we have to be so…

GiftedLoner: Perfect?

TechDiva: Ya, I just wish for one day I didn't have to be perfect.

GiftedLoner: …You and me both.

One day, Skye stormed into her house, frustrated in her mood. She had gotten a letter back from the final college she applied to and got rejected. What was her dad gonna think about this?

Her dad peeked out of the kitchen and went over to hold her when he saw the tears rolling down her face. "Daisy? What's wrong?"

Skye smiled at her father's nickname for her. To him, she'll always be "his little daisy". "Dad, I didn't get into Hopkins."

Cal looked down at his daughter. "Oh sweetie." He pecked the top of her head. "It's okay."

"No, it's not dad. Hopkins is where all the doctors go. How am I gonna make you proud if I don't go to Hopkins."

Cal stared at her. "Daisy, who said you had to be a doctor to make me proud?"

Skye sniffled. "Well, everyone thinks that…"

"Forget what everyone thinks, I didn't raise you to rely on other people's opinions. You make me proud by just being who you are."

Skye smiled through her tears. "Really?"

"Really."

"So, have chosen a school yet?"

Grant grimaced as he poured his grandmother a cup of tea as they had their usual Saturday afternoon tea. "Not yet, Gramsy."

"Why not?"

"Let's face it, I'm never going to amount to anything."

"And who told you that?"

"Mom and Dad say that if I don't get a degree in business, then I'm just a letdown."

"Oh please, your parents think everyone but Christian is a letdown. You can't let their thinking control you are life. You are going to be a success, Grant."

"But…"

"Ah ah ah, no buts. Remember never argue with your grandmother." Gramsy smirked.

Grant snickered as he picked up one of his grandmother's infamous lemon cookies. "Yes ma'am."

Both Skye and Grant ended up going to New York University.

Skye for Computer Science and Grant for Behavioral Psychology.

They talked about actually meeting each other in person and agreed to meet at the arch in Washington Square Park after they arrived.

Skye was the first to arrive at the arch and decided to sit on the fountain ledge, incredibly nervous.

She was meeting a guy that she met on the internet over a year ago, who wouldn't be nervous.

After what felt like a century of sitting and playing on her phone, Skye finally snapped back into reality when she heard someone call her name.

She looked up to see a tall, very tall, Caucasian man standing in front of her. "Grant?"

Grant smiled down at the brunette, Asian woman in front of him. "It's nice to finally meet you in person."

Skye stood up. "You too."

The two stood in silence just taking in each other.

"So, your parents…" Skye started.

Grant chuckled. "They're not exactly thrilled that I'm here, but who cares. How about your dad?"

"He's proud of me for being myself. I'm not perfect but hey."

Grant smiled down at her. "Who said you needed to be perfect?"

"No one I guess, but it kinda works both ways, Robot."

Grant laughed. "I guess you're right. But I like that you're not perfect."

Skye smiled at him. "You do?"

"Yah," Grant reached out and grabbed her hand in his. "I really do."

In that moment, perfection didn't really matter, only the two of them as they leaned in for short, but sweet kiss.

"You know what," Skye began after they broke apart. "I like that you're not perfect either."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, it is. Why don't we go talk about our never ending flaws over pizza and smoothies?"

"Sounds good. I bought some of my Gramsy's lemon cookies for you to try."

"Sounds like a plan to me."

With that they walked out of the park, holding hands, smiling as they went.

That day they both truly realized that someone who loves you will love you, despite not being perfect.

You Can Quote Me on That

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