Chapter Eighteen: Beauty

I've been searching these catwalks for nearly half an hour and my body is still sore from my 'fight' with Grace earlier onstage. I decide to sit down and scoop things out from up here. I have a clear view of all the contestants. The top ten are lined up and ready to find out who those lucky five are. I notice Grace is not paying attention but that doesn't matter anymore. She has a good excuse. She's scanning face for possible threats and for Frank. Her name gets called and my heart swells with pride.

Absentmindedly, I let my fingers brush against where she kissed me. A goofy smile spreads across my face and I find myself speaking aloud, "You go Gracie Lou." SHE kissed ME. That would put a smile on any guys face and knowing I have her trust back makes my heart swell and my smile grow wider. Looking at her right now I get poetic and think she personifies the word beauty. Time to go find Frank.