Chapter 6
"Grace, I know you're mad at me, and I said I was sorry," Eli begged Grace to forgive him.
"Fine," Grace smiled, "I mean, why would it matter to me that you made a complete fool of yourself? I'm only your stepsister, right?" Grace said sarcastically.
No, you are so much more than that, Eli thought. He just wanted to see her smile again. He would give anything up to see her smile at him… to forgive him.
"Forgive me, Grace," Eli held her hand tightly.
"Fine," she rolled her eyes. "It's really your problem anyway."
"Exactly," Eli smiled, "Oh, about the bracelett-"
"No… We aren't going to get into that…" Grace interrupted as she walked away.
He sat on Grace's bed alone. He knew what it felt like to get his heart broken. It had happened so many times before. He felt so guilty about breaking her's. Every five minutes.
He walked into to kitchen where she was talking to Zoe and her mom.
"Mom, are toenails supposed to grow as fast as mine? I always have to cut them. I cut them about once a week," Zoe sat on the counter and examined her toenails.
"What a stimulating conversation to have while I'm eating, Zoe," Grace replied.
"Well, I'm sorry, I didn't know your bowel was so sensitive," Zoe hopped off the counter.
"Girls…" Lily scolded.
"Lily, have you seen my dad?" Eli tried not to look at Grace… Too much.
"I think he's upstairs," Lily said thoughtfully.
"Okay, just wanted to make sure he wasn't examining my room for business space or something," Eli joked.
"With him, no one can be so sure," Lily smiled.
Grace had to think of an excuse to leave the kitchen… She prayed Eli didn't follow her. Ah hah! Her report. She left the room and didn't look back. If she heard footsteps, she would borrow Zoe's rubber band gun or something. She sneaked upstairs and saw Rick coming out of his room.
"Grace, can you come here?" Rick smiled.
"Um… Sure,"
"I know you and Eli are good friends. I was wondering if you could possibly stop him if you see him… You know, take drugs, get into trouble…"Rick said hopefully.
"Okay, if I can."
"Thanks Grace," Rick patted her shoulder, and went downstairs.
Now she gets to babysit an 18 year old. What a weird life.
"Mr.Dimitree?" It was after school, and Mr.Dimetree was grading papers in his classroom.
"Grace, how nice to see you, sit down," He replied.
"I have a big problem."
"Well, spill it…"
"Okay. I'm falling in love with someone that I shouldn't be falling in love with," Grace nervously replied.
"I see…" Said Mr. Dimetree, missunderstanding. (editer's note: Oh! This will get zesty…lol!)
"What should I do? I mean, this isn't a good thing. I will get in huge trouble if people find out about this!"
"Grace. If I was the man," He chuckled," I wouldn't care what other people thought. If I loved you," Which he does," I just wouldn't care."
"Really?" Grace smiled.
"I think I know who you are talking about," He smiled.
"You do?" Grace blushed.
"Yes. And if I was him," He winked, "I would be very happy that you loved me."
"Y-you would?" Grace stuttered. What did he mean?
"Oh yes…" he whispered. He was standing an inch away from her, resting his hands on her shoulders.
Grace looked up at him. Oh no.
"Mr.-"
"Shh…" he said. Before she knew what happened, he kissed her. He thought that she was talking about him.
"This is wrong," She said.
"I told you. It doesn't matter."
Grace stumbled over to his desk, grabbed her books and backpack, and left in a hurry. Two relationships, and both are wrong. This wasn't fair! Why couldn't she have a cute, smart seventeen year old boy, who wasn't a teacher, and wasn't related to her? All of her friends had one. Grrrr!
"Grace, I know you're mad at me, and I said I was sorry," Eli begged Grace to forgive him.
"Fine," Grace smiled, "I mean, why would it matter to me that you made a complete fool of yourself? I'm only your stepsister, right?" Grace said sarcastically.
No, you are so much more than that, Eli thought. He just wanted to see her smile again. He would give anything up to see her smile at him… to forgive him.
"Forgive me, Grace," Eli held her hand tightly.
"Fine," she rolled her eyes. "It's really your problem anyway."
"Exactly," Eli smiled, "Oh, about the bracelett-"
"No… We aren't going to get into that…" Grace interrupted as she walked away.
He sat on Grace's bed alone. He knew what it felt like to get his heart broken. It had happened so many times before. He felt so guilty about breaking her's. Every five minutes.
He walked into to kitchen where she was talking to Zoe and her mom.
"Mom, are toenails supposed to grow as fast as mine? I always have to cut them. I cut them about once a week," Zoe sat on the counter and examined her toenails.
"What a stimulating conversation to have while I'm eating, Zoe," Grace replied.
"Well, I'm sorry, I didn't know your bowel was so sensitive," Zoe hopped off the counter.
"Girls…" Lily scolded.
"Lily, have you seen my dad?" Eli tried not to look at Grace… Too much.
"I think he's upstairs," Lily said thoughtfully.
"Okay, just wanted to make sure he wasn't examining my room for business space or something," Eli joked.
"With him, no one can be so sure," Lily smiled.
Grace had to think of an excuse to leave the kitchen… She prayed Eli didn't follow her. Ah hah! Her report. She left the room and didn't look back. If she heard footsteps, she would borrow Zoe's rubber band gun or something. She sneaked upstairs and saw Rick coming out of his room.
"Grace, can you come here?" Rick smiled.
"Um… Sure,"
"I know you and Eli are good friends. I was wondering if you could possibly stop him if you see him… You know, take drugs, get into trouble…"Rick said hopefully.
"Okay, if I can."
"Thanks Grace," Rick patted her shoulder, and went downstairs.
Now she gets to babysit an 18 year old. What a weird life.
"Mr.Dimitree?" It was after school, and Mr.Dimetree was grading papers in his classroom.
"Grace, how nice to see you, sit down," He replied.
"I have a big problem."
"Well, spill it…"
"Okay. I'm falling in love with someone that I shouldn't be falling in love with," Grace nervously replied.
"I see…" Said Mr. Dimetree, missunderstanding. (editer's note: Oh! This will get zesty…lol!)
"What should I do? I mean, this isn't a good thing. I will get in huge trouble if people find out about this!"
"Grace. If I was the man," He chuckled," I wouldn't care what other people thought. If I loved you," Which he does," I just wouldn't care."
"Really?" Grace smiled.
"I think I know who you are talking about," He smiled.
"You do?" Grace blushed.
"Yes. And if I was him," He winked, "I would be very happy that you loved me."
"Y-you would?" Grace stuttered. What did he mean?
"Oh yes…" he whispered. He was standing an inch away from her, resting his hands on her shoulders.
Grace looked up at him. Oh no.
"Mr.-"
"Shh…" he said. Before she knew what happened, he kissed her. He thought that she was talking about him.
"This is wrong," She said.
"I told you. It doesn't matter."
Grace stumbled over to his desk, grabbed her books and backpack, and left in a hurry. Two relationships, and both are wrong. This wasn't fair! Why couldn't she have a cute, smart seventeen year old boy, who wasn't a teacher, and wasn't related to her? All of her friends had one. Grrrr!