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A/N: I hope you guys like the story, it is my first O&A fanfic. Please review, please be honest, and please help me think of a name for my story. Thank you all for reading!!! Lilliana
Sighing, Grace closed her diary. She rolled over onto her side and gently tucked the diary under her pillow. What was she going to do about these feelings? Grace toyed with a strand of hair while she gazed at the ceiling, finally tucking the strand behind her left ear. She sat up on the bed, letting her feet swing over the edge, before she arose to sit at her vanity. She peered into the mirror taking in her appearance. 'I'm so dull,' she thought. Her eyes drifted over her brown hair, and cream- colored skin, finally resting on the reflection of her brown eyes. Her mind slowly wandered over to thoughts of Jessie. 'Why couldn't I be like her…look like her?' Grace thought about Jessie's silky blonde hair, crystal-clear blue eyes, and her smile that made a room light up. 'If only…' she began, but her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Come in," Grace hollered rising from her seated position, she made her way over to the bed. She looked up when she saw a body enter the room.
"Um, hey Grace…" Eli ran a hand through his tousled brown hair as the other one was occupying his pocket.
"Hey Eli," Grace remarked as she laced up her running shoes. "Is there something you need, or…" Grace let her words trail off as an implication that Eli should says something.
"Yeah, um," he glanced down, "are you going running, because this can wait…"
"Eli, what is it, you're starting to scare me acting all nervous and what not," Grace stood, running her hands over her thighs brushing off invisible dirt, Eli noticed this.
"I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out, you know we haven't seen each other a lot lately with all that has happened," Knowing that he was referring to his mother's accident, she agreed that they should hang out later, after her run, unless he wanted to join her.
Eli laughed, "I don't think that I am in the best shape to be running…if you know what I mean." And Grace did, with his increased use in the recreational drug of choice; she would bet that his lungs weren't at full capacity it took for running. With that, Eli turned to leave as Grace followed him, closing her door behind them.
Eli walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl for cereal. As he was taking out the Fruit Loops, he noticed Grace lingering in the hallway doing her stretches. He silently watched her lunge forward. He noticed a loose strand of hair that had escaped from her ponytail. So badly he wanted to tuck that strand of hair behind her ear, he would give anything just to touch her face. To feel her soft silky skin against his calloused hands.
"Eli," a voice from behind him startled him, he dropped the bowl watching it shatter.
"Shit," He said as he bent down to clean up the mess.
Jessie bent down to help him clean up, but he shoed her away afraid that she might cut herself. She patiently waited until he was finished before she spoke again.
"Eli, I'm sorry," She cast a glance down at the floor as she spoke.
Leaning on the counter, Eli shook his head and told her not to worry about it. Jessie needed a ride to the mall, and Katie's mom could pick-up if he would take them. Not having anything else to do with his time, he agreed, but not before looking up to see if Grace was still in the foyer, she was gone. He shook his head, he didn't know what was going on, but lately thoughts of Grace captivated most of his time.
Grace ran with everything she had. Running was her escape. Her way to rid her mind of the thoughts of him, school, family, her need to be perfect, and everyone's need for her to be perfect. When she was running, it was just her against the world, and occasionally the road whenever she lost her footing on pebbles. She took comfort in the constant thudding of her feet against the pavement. It never took her long to fall into the melodic rhythm she loved so much. The road never cared how she looked, it never asked her to explain herself; it didn't care if she wasn't perfect. A slight breeze nipped at Grace's nose as she turned to make her way home. When she was three quarters of the way home, she slowed down to a jog and eventually a walk to easy her body away from her erratic breathing. Turning onto the pathway leading up to the house, she heard someone honk a horn. She glanced to her right and saw her mother pulling in the driveway.
"Grace honey, can you help me with these groceries," Lilly asked while opening the backdoor to her automobile. Grace obliged and walked over taking the paper bags from her mother. As they entered to house, they walked to the kitchen to quickly unpack the groceries.
"How was your run?" Lilly asked while putting some fruit in the refrigerator.
" Fine," Grace stated simply as water ran over her hands in the sink.
"You are really getting into that aren't you? I never liked running myself, it was always so hard on my knees, not to mention that I was never motivated like you, but…" Lilly was interrupted by Grace.
"Mom, I am going to go take a shower, I feel all sweaty and gross." She said before turning to sprint up the stairs.
The water was warm as she stepped in. She stood still, letting the water roam over her body, taking away the sweat she had built up that morning. She washed her hair, her body, and quickly shaved before reluctantly stepping out of the warm shower. Wrapping herself in a towel, she noticed that steam had filled the mirror. With another towel, she wiped a spot clear and quickly brushed her teeth and hair before heading across the hall to her room.
Downstairs, Eli walked through the front door tossing a 'Hello' in Lilly's direction before darting up the stairs towards Grace's room. Gently he knocked on the door, while he was at the mall, he saw a couple of good movies were playing and he was anxious to see if Grace wanted to go.
"Yeah," she said from inside the room. Eli turned the doorknob and it slowly opened. His eyes traveled up Grace's body. He took in her smooth, shapely legs, her silky pink panties, her well-toned stomach, and her sheer pink bra.
"God Eli," she grabbed the comforter from her bed and quickly wrapped around her to conceal herself. "I said 'Yeah' as in who is it, not come in! Get out Eli…Eli get OUT!" slowly her eyes began to tear and her face reddened.
It took Eli a moment to register what was going on, he figured it out as soon as she had started yelling. Quickly he backed out the door shutting it behind him. He slid down to the floor on the other side as Grace threw herself on her bed screaming her frustrations into her pillow.
Lilly called up the stairs to see what was wrong, but Eli told her it was nothing, there was just a misunderstanding and that everything was fine. Grace heard Eli; 'He is still out there,' thought. Moments later she heard his footsteps descend the steps. It was then she stood back up and finished dressing.
A/N: I hope you guys like the story, it is my first O&A fanfic. Please review, please be honest, and please help me think of a name for my story. Thank you all for reading!!! Lilliana
Sighing, Grace closed her diary. She rolled over onto her side and gently tucked the diary under her pillow. What was she going to do about these feelings? Grace toyed with a strand of hair while she gazed at the ceiling, finally tucking the strand behind her left ear. She sat up on the bed, letting her feet swing over the edge, before she arose to sit at her vanity. She peered into the mirror taking in her appearance. 'I'm so dull,' she thought. Her eyes drifted over her brown hair, and cream- colored skin, finally resting on the reflection of her brown eyes. Her mind slowly wandered over to thoughts of Jessie. 'Why couldn't I be like her…look like her?' Grace thought about Jessie's silky blonde hair, crystal-clear blue eyes, and her smile that made a room light up. 'If only…' she began, but her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Come in," Grace hollered rising from her seated position, she made her way over to the bed. She looked up when she saw a body enter the room.
"Um, hey Grace…" Eli ran a hand through his tousled brown hair as the other one was occupying his pocket.
"Hey Eli," Grace remarked as she laced up her running shoes. "Is there something you need, or…" Grace let her words trail off as an implication that Eli should says something.
"Yeah, um," he glanced down, "are you going running, because this can wait…"
"Eli, what is it, you're starting to scare me acting all nervous and what not," Grace stood, running her hands over her thighs brushing off invisible dirt, Eli noticed this.
"I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out, you know we haven't seen each other a lot lately with all that has happened," Knowing that he was referring to his mother's accident, she agreed that they should hang out later, after her run, unless he wanted to join her.
Eli laughed, "I don't think that I am in the best shape to be running…if you know what I mean." And Grace did, with his increased use in the recreational drug of choice; she would bet that his lungs weren't at full capacity it took for running. With that, Eli turned to leave as Grace followed him, closing her door behind them.
Eli walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bowl for cereal. As he was taking out the Fruit Loops, he noticed Grace lingering in the hallway doing her stretches. He silently watched her lunge forward. He noticed a loose strand of hair that had escaped from her ponytail. So badly he wanted to tuck that strand of hair behind her ear, he would give anything just to touch her face. To feel her soft silky skin against his calloused hands.
"Eli," a voice from behind him startled him, he dropped the bowl watching it shatter.
"Shit," He said as he bent down to clean up the mess.
Jessie bent down to help him clean up, but he shoed her away afraid that she might cut herself. She patiently waited until he was finished before she spoke again.
"Eli, I'm sorry," She cast a glance down at the floor as she spoke.
Leaning on the counter, Eli shook his head and told her not to worry about it. Jessie needed a ride to the mall, and Katie's mom could pick-up if he would take them. Not having anything else to do with his time, he agreed, but not before looking up to see if Grace was still in the foyer, she was gone. He shook his head, he didn't know what was going on, but lately thoughts of Grace captivated most of his time.
Grace ran with everything she had. Running was her escape. Her way to rid her mind of the thoughts of him, school, family, her need to be perfect, and everyone's need for her to be perfect. When she was running, it was just her against the world, and occasionally the road whenever she lost her footing on pebbles. She took comfort in the constant thudding of her feet against the pavement. It never took her long to fall into the melodic rhythm she loved so much. The road never cared how she looked, it never asked her to explain herself; it didn't care if she wasn't perfect. A slight breeze nipped at Grace's nose as she turned to make her way home. When she was three quarters of the way home, she slowed down to a jog and eventually a walk to easy her body away from her erratic breathing. Turning onto the pathway leading up to the house, she heard someone honk a horn. She glanced to her right and saw her mother pulling in the driveway.
"Grace honey, can you help me with these groceries," Lilly asked while opening the backdoor to her automobile. Grace obliged and walked over taking the paper bags from her mother. As they entered to house, they walked to the kitchen to quickly unpack the groceries.
"How was your run?" Lilly asked while putting some fruit in the refrigerator.
" Fine," Grace stated simply as water ran over her hands in the sink.
"You are really getting into that aren't you? I never liked running myself, it was always so hard on my knees, not to mention that I was never motivated like you, but…" Lilly was interrupted by Grace.
"Mom, I am going to go take a shower, I feel all sweaty and gross." She said before turning to sprint up the stairs.
The water was warm as she stepped in. She stood still, letting the water roam over her body, taking away the sweat she had built up that morning. She washed her hair, her body, and quickly shaved before reluctantly stepping out of the warm shower. Wrapping herself in a towel, she noticed that steam had filled the mirror. With another towel, she wiped a spot clear and quickly brushed her teeth and hair before heading across the hall to her room.
Downstairs, Eli walked through the front door tossing a 'Hello' in Lilly's direction before darting up the stairs towards Grace's room. Gently he knocked on the door, while he was at the mall, he saw a couple of good movies were playing and he was anxious to see if Grace wanted to go.
"Yeah," she said from inside the room. Eli turned the doorknob and it slowly opened. His eyes traveled up Grace's body. He took in her smooth, shapely legs, her silky pink panties, her well-toned stomach, and her sheer pink bra.
"God Eli," she grabbed the comforter from her bed and quickly wrapped around her to conceal herself. "I said 'Yeah' as in who is it, not come in! Get out Eli…Eli get OUT!" slowly her eyes began to tear and her face reddened.
It took Eli a moment to register what was going on, he figured it out as soon as she had started yelling. Quickly he backed out the door shutting it behind him. He slid down to the floor on the other side as Grace threw herself on her bed screaming her frustrations into her pillow.
Lilly called up the stairs to see what was wrong, but Eli told her it was nothing, there was just a misunderstanding and that everything was fine. Grace heard Eli; 'He is still out there,' thought. Moments later she heard his footsteps descend the steps. It was then she stood back up and finished dressing.