(Okay, you know on once and again, sometimes they show what the characters
are thinking? They are sitting in the chair and everything is all black and
white? Well, I am going to add that in my story. Whenever words are like
this that will be what they are saying.)
Chapter 2
"Hi honey," Lily said to Grace as she came down the stairs for breakfast.
"Hi mom," Grace yawned.
"Oh, I almost forgot. You teacher, Mr.Dimitree called and said that the gay/strait meeting is going to be held tonight at seven. Is that okay?"
"Oh, he called here?" Grace asked, surprised.
"Yes. He asked to talk to you, but I told him you were asleep," Lily grabbed a bowl from the shelf.
"Who was asleep?" Eli walked into the kitchen, looking like he had just woken from the dead.
"Grace was. Her teacher called for her," Zoe said as she took a bite of her doughnut.
"Oh… The David guy?"
"No, the Dimitree guy," Grace laughed.
"Hi Lil, making some eggs?" Jake walked into the house.
"Yes, what are you doing here?" Lily crossed her arms.
"Oh, what am I doing here? Uh… that's a good question…"
"Jake…"
"Alright, alright. I need to talk to Rick. Is he around?" Jake cleared his throat.
"Yes… But why do you want to talk to him?"
"Classified."
"You are so complicated. Rick! Company!"
"Hey Dad!" Grace ran over and gave him a hug.
"Hey hon," He hugged her back.
Eli: Oh, I wish she would hug me like that
"Hey… Jake," Rick stumbled down the stairs in his shirt and boxers.
Rick: Oh God… Did he just see me in my boxers?
"Um… Hi," Jake said.
Jake: Oh God… Did I just see him in his boxers?
"I need to talk to you about something Rick. Can we be in private?" Jake rubbed his chin.
Lily: In… Private?
"Uh… Oh, sure."
Lily: 'The Look'
"God! What do I wear?" Grace tossed her things everywhere, trying to find the perfect outfit to wear tonight, at the meeting. She had to look perfect tonight… absolutely perfect! She tossed out her SpongeBob tee that Zoe gave her.
"Why do I even keep this?" Grace said as she tossed it on the floor. After about an hour, she found the perfect outfit… Bell bottom jeans, and her black laced shirt. She looked smart and cute at the same time. Perfect! She threw her hair back in a ponytail, and examined how she looked.
Eli dropped her off at Mr.Dimitree's house. She walked up to his front porch, and knocked on the door. She waited until the door opened, and she saw Mr.Dimitree standing there.
"Well, you're the first one here," He said as he motioned inside.
"Oh, okay," Grace said as she walked into the living room and sat on his couch.
Mr.Dimitree: Did I mention that you look beautiful tonight?
They sat in uncomfortable silence for about five minutes. Somebody knocked on the door, so he got up to answer it.
"I'll be right back, Grace."
Grace: So much for being alone.
Mr.Dimitree opened the door, and saw about five kids at his doorstep. So much for being alone.
"Hey! Mr.D! We get our dance!" Kevin said as he gave Mr.Dimitree a high five.
"Don't thank me, Grace gave the speech," Mr.Dimitree replied as he pointed to her.
"Oh, yeah! Go Grace!" Kevin cheered.
"It was nothing…" Grace laughed.
"No… It was something!" Kevin said as he sat down next to her.
"Well, okay. I suppose I'll accept your compliment today," Grace smiled.
"Phew! Thank God!" Kevin laughed.
"Yes, but don't expect this to be a normal thing," Grace teased.
"Don't worry, I won't," Kevin smiled, "Oh, and nice pants."
"Um…" Mr.Dimitree started.
Mr.Dimitree: Am I jealous? Ofcourse I'm not… jealous…
"Let's get started, shall we?" He walked over to the desk, and the other kids followed.
"Um, Mr.-" Kevin started.
"What?" Mr.Dimitree interrupted, not realizing how rude he sounded.
"Uh… I was just wondering…"
"What were you wondering?" Mr. Dimitree said, clearing his throat.
"I just wanted to know when the dance is," Kevin said innocently.
"That's why we are all here, at the meeting, to discuss the dance."
Grace: 'The look'
Mr.Dimitree couldn't stop staring at Kevin. Why was he flirting with Grace? Wasn't that a rotten thing to do? He wanted Kevin out of the meeting right now… That little…
"So, we will first talk about the theme for the dance," Mr.Dimitree said as he secretly stared at Grace.
"How about… Wear a condom! Oh wait, you don't need to!" Paul suggested.
"That is very… inappropriate," Mr.Dimitree said, even though he was laughing himself.
"Oh! I have one! I have ONE!" Kevin raised his hand.
Mr.Dimitree: Ofcourse you do…
"Yes?"
"Spookie Spooks! Like, a scary evening! Yeah!" Keven almost screamed.
"Um…" Mr.Dimitree couldn't help laughing.
Mr:Dimitree: Spookie Spooks?
"I have a suggestion," Grace said.
"Yes?" Mr.Dimitree immediately stopped laughing.
"How about, 'A Mystical Evening'?" She said.
"Tell me more." Mr.Dimitree sat up.
"Well, the music playing could be like Enya, spiritual music, and we will decorate the gym like a mystical forest. And people who aren't interested in dancing can dress like a fairy, or a hobbit…"
Mr.Dimitree: Oh…
"Grace… That is absolutely brilliant," Mr.Dimitree said, amazed. Who would take her to the dance?
"Grace, I would be honored if you took me to the dance," Kevin said.
"Well, that's a great offer, but I'd rather go alone and dress up or something," Grace felt bad for turning him down, but there was someone else she had in mind.
Mr.Dimitree heard her response, and gave a small sigh of releif. He wondered if she really wanted to go alone, or if she had someone else in mind… Even if she went with somebody else, maybe he could share a dance with her. Who knows? They almost kissed twice.
He noticed how she always smiled. She had a wonderful smile, and a brilliant mind. It was wrong, he knew, to date somebody like her… He didn't even deserve her. She was so innocent, and he couldn't take that innocence away from her. But she loved him. She was sixteen, and she was almost an adult. She wasn't a little girl anymore, and she acted way beyond her years.
"Okay, so the next meeting will be Wednesday. I hope everyone can make it," Mr.Dimitree said as they put on their jackets and got ready to leave.
"Grace, do you need a ride home?" Kevin asked Grace as he put on his jacket.
"No, I'm going to help clean up," Grace picked up an empty bag of chips and threw it in the trash.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am. See you Monday."
"Bye," Kevin opened the door and left.
Mr.Dimitree was happy she decided to stay. He walked over to where Grace was cleaning up and helped her.
"This is very considerate of you," He told her.
"Hmm? Oh, no problem."
"Grace?"
"Oh, I am really sorry about Friday. I was really over whelmed and-"
"Grace?"
"What?"
"It's okay, It's alright. Don't worry about it. I'm just happy that we are… That everything's okay with us now."
"Oh, yeah, it is." Grace looked over and saw him staring at her. He slowly walked over to where she was standing, and took her hand.
"Did you know that you have the most beautiful eyes that I have ever seen?" He asked, as he slid a strand of her hair out of her face. "And eyes are the windows to the soul."
"Really?" Grace closed her eyes and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Yes," He said softly, and moved her closer to him. He closed his eyes also, and slightly tilted his head.
Grace realized what was going on, and pulled away. It was so hard, she wanted to kiss him so badly, but she couldn't.
"I have to go, I'm sorry," Grace said as she pulled away and grabbed her jacket.
"No, I'm sorry… I'm very sorry," Mr.Dimitree said, and covered his mouth with his hand.
"Oh, please don't be embarrassed," Grace tried to comfort him.
"No, it isn't that…"
"What is it?"
"I am just so angry that I've put you through this. I'm an awful person. Please forgive me," He pleaded.
"Don't treat me like I'm a child. I'm capable of my own decisions too."
"Not these kinds," Mr.Dimitree said sternly. All of a sudden, they heard a knock at the door. Mr.Dimitree walked to the front door, and checked to see who it was. It was Grace's stepbrother… what was his name?
"Oh, It's your brother."
"Brother? Oh, Eli."
"Uh, yeah," Mr.Dimitree scowled. "Come in," he said as he opened the door.
"Thanks. Grace? What's taking so long?"
"Taking so long? Oh, right. I was helping him clean up. That's all, helping him clean," She nodded.
Grace: Smooth.
"Oh, okay… I think," Eli said.
Chapter 2
"Hi honey," Lily said to Grace as she came down the stairs for breakfast.
"Hi mom," Grace yawned.
"Oh, I almost forgot. You teacher, Mr.Dimitree called and said that the gay/strait meeting is going to be held tonight at seven. Is that okay?"
"Oh, he called here?" Grace asked, surprised.
"Yes. He asked to talk to you, but I told him you were asleep," Lily grabbed a bowl from the shelf.
"Who was asleep?" Eli walked into the kitchen, looking like he had just woken from the dead.
"Grace was. Her teacher called for her," Zoe said as she took a bite of her doughnut.
"Oh… The David guy?"
"No, the Dimitree guy," Grace laughed.
"Hi Lil, making some eggs?" Jake walked into the house.
"Yes, what are you doing here?" Lily crossed her arms.
"Oh, what am I doing here? Uh… that's a good question…"
"Jake…"
"Alright, alright. I need to talk to Rick. Is he around?" Jake cleared his throat.
"Yes… But why do you want to talk to him?"
"Classified."
"You are so complicated. Rick! Company!"
"Hey Dad!" Grace ran over and gave him a hug.
"Hey hon," He hugged her back.
Eli: Oh, I wish she would hug me like that
"Hey… Jake," Rick stumbled down the stairs in his shirt and boxers.
Rick: Oh God… Did he just see me in my boxers?
"Um… Hi," Jake said.
Jake: Oh God… Did I just see him in his boxers?
"I need to talk to you about something Rick. Can we be in private?" Jake rubbed his chin.
Lily: In… Private?
"Uh… Oh, sure."
Lily: 'The Look'
"God! What do I wear?" Grace tossed her things everywhere, trying to find the perfect outfit to wear tonight, at the meeting. She had to look perfect tonight… absolutely perfect! She tossed out her SpongeBob tee that Zoe gave her.
"Why do I even keep this?" Grace said as she tossed it on the floor. After about an hour, she found the perfect outfit… Bell bottom jeans, and her black laced shirt. She looked smart and cute at the same time. Perfect! She threw her hair back in a ponytail, and examined how she looked.
Eli dropped her off at Mr.Dimitree's house. She walked up to his front porch, and knocked on the door. She waited until the door opened, and she saw Mr.Dimitree standing there.
"Well, you're the first one here," He said as he motioned inside.
"Oh, okay," Grace said as she walked into the living room and sat on his couch.
Mr.Dimitree: Did I mention that you look beautiful tonight?
They sat in uncomfortable silence for about five minutes. Somebody knocked on the door, so he got up to answer it.
"I'll be right back, Grace."
Grace: So much for being alone.
Mr.Dimitree opened the door, and saw about five kids at his doorstep. So much for being alone.
"Hey! Mr.D! We get our dance!" Kevin said as he gave Mr.Dimitree a high five.
"Don't thank me, Grace gave the speech," Mr.Dimitree replied as he pointed to her.
"Oh, yeah! Go Grace!" Kevin cheered.
"It was nothing…" Grace laughed.
"No… It was something!" Kevin said as he sat down next to her.
"Well, okay. I suppose I'll accept your compliment today," Grace smiled.
"Phew! Thank God!" Kevin laughed.
"Yes, but don't expect this to be a normal thing," Grace teased.
"Don't worry, I won't," Kevin smiled, "Oh, and nice pants."
"Um…" Mr.Dimitree started.
Mr.Dimitree: Am I jealous? Ofcourse I'm not… jealous…
"Let's get started, shall we?" He walked over to the desk, and the other kids followed.
"Um, Mr.-" Kevin started.
"What?" Mr.Dimitree interrupted, not realizing how rude he sounded.
"Uh… I was just wondering…"
"What were you wondering?" Mr. Dimitree said, clearing his throat.
"I just wanted to know when the dance is," Kevin said innocently.
"That's why we are all here, at the meeting, to discuss the dance."
Grace: 'The look'
Mr.Dimitree couldn't stop staring at Kevin. Why was he flirting with Grace? Wasn't that a rotten thing to do? He wanted Kevin out of the meeting right now… That little…
"So, we will first talk about the theme for the dance," Mr.Dimitree said as he secretly stared at Grace.
"How about… Wear a condom! Oh wait, you don't need to!" Paul suggested.
"That is very… inappropriate," Mr.Dimitree said, even though he was laughing himself.
"Oh! I have one! I have ONE!" Kevin raised his hand.
Mr.Dimitree: Ofcourse you do…
"Yes?"
"Spookie Spooks! Like, a scary evening! Yeah!" Keven almost screamed.
"Um…" Mr.Dimitree couldn't help laughing.
Mr:Dimitree: Spookie Spooks?
"I have a suggestion," Grace said.
"Yes?" Mr.Dimitree immediately stopped laughing.
"How about, 'A Mystical Evening'?" She said.
"Tell me more." Mr.Dimitree sat up.
"Well, the music playing could be like Enya, spiritual music, and we will decorate the gym like a mystical forest. And people who aren't interested in dancing can dress like a fairy, or a hobbit…"
Mr.Dimitree: Oh…
"Grace… That is absolutely brilliant," Mr.Dimitree said, amazed. Who would take her to the dance?
"Grace, I would be honored if you took me to the dance," Kevin said.
"Well, that's a great offer, but I'd rather go alone and dress up or something," Grace felt bad for turning him down, but there was someone else she had in mind.
Mr.Dimitree heard her response, and gave a small sigh of releif. He wondered if she really wanted to go alone, or if she had someone else in mind… Even if she went with somebody else, maybe he could share a dance with her. Who knows? They almost kissed twice.
He noticed how she always smiled. She had a wonderful smile, and a brilliant mind. It was wrong, he knew, to date somebody like her… He didn't even deserve her. She was so innocent, and he couldn't take that innocence away from her. But she loved him. She was sixteen, and she was almost an adult. She wasn't a little girl anymore, and she acted way beyond her years.
"Okay, so the next meeting will be Wednesday. I hope everyone can make it," Mr.Dimitree said as they put on their jackets and got ready to leave.
"Grace, do you need a ride home?" Kevin asked Grace as he put on his jacket.
"No, I'm going to help clean up," Grace picked up an empty bag of chips and threw it in the trash.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am. See you Monday."
"Bye," Kevin opened the door and left.
Mr.Dimitree was happy she decided to stay. He walked over to where Grace was cleaning up and helped her.
"This is very considerate of you," He told her.
"Hmm? Oh, no problem."
"Grace?"
"Oh, I am really sorry about Friday. I was really over whelmed and-"
"Grace?"
"What?"
"It's okay, It's alright. Don't worry about it. I'm just happy that we are… That everything's okay with us now."
"Oh, yeah, it is." Grace looked over and saw him staring at her. He slowly walked over to where she was standing, and took her hand.
"Did you know that you have the most beautiful eyes that I have ever seen?" He asked, as he slid a strand of her hair out of her face. "And eyes are the windows to the soul."
"Really?" Grace closed her eyes and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Yes," He said softly, and moved her closer to him. He closed his eyes also, and slightly tilted his head.
Grace realized what was going on, and pulled away. It was so hard, she wanted to kiss him so badly, but she couldn't.
"I have to go, I'm sorry," Grace said as she pulled away and grabbed her jacket.
"No, I'm sorry… I'm very sorry," Mr.Dimitree said, and covered his mouth with his hand.
"Oh, please don't be embarrassed," Grace tried to comfort him.
"No, it isn't that…"
"What is it?"
"I am just so angry that I've put you through this. I'm an awful person. Please forgive me," He pleaded.
"Don't treat me like I'm a child. I'm capable of my own decisions too."
"Not these kinds," Mr.Dimitree said sternly. All of a sudden, they heard a knock at the door. Mr.Dimitree walked to the front door, and checked to see who it was. It was Grace's stepbrother… what was his name?
"Oh, It's your brother."
"Brother? Oh, Eli."
"Uh, yeah," Mr.Dimitree scowled. "Come in," he said as he opened the door.
"Thanks. Grace? What's taking so long?"
"Taking so long? Oh, right. I was helping him clean up. That's all, helping him clean," She nodded.
Grace: Smooth.
"Oh, okay… I think," Eli said.