God Sent Me an Angel
Chapter 3 He's different
Grace slid into a seat beside Malik. Her heart raced as thoughts ran through her head. She quickly glanced over at Malik, whose eyes were locked on her. She could feel the strong attraction. 'Is it okay for me to get into another crazy relationship this quickly? Hadn't I just ran away for another guy to avoid getting into a relationship?' Grace stared down at her closed book that rested on the desk. She slowly flipped through the pages, as she slouched deeper into her seat. Grace glanced back up at him after a moment. All of his attention was still on her. She smiled softly, she needed at least one friend, and that's what he would be a friend.
Malik watched her closely as she pulled a pen out of her pocket and began writing on a page in her book. He longed for her to look back into his eyes. 'She's different from the rest,' he thought as scanned her face. The room was soon crowded by other students as they quickly found their way to their seats.
"Good morning class," Grace heard the teacher's voice shatter her thoughts. Most of the class went silent and turned their attention towards the teacher. "Today we are going to start off by picking chemistry partners for the rest of the semester. So pick one of your friends that you can work with the best," she said with a big smile across her face.
Grace looked over at Malik. Malik smiled as he reached his hand out towards her. Grace held it firmly in hers. "So I guess we're gonna be partners," Malik whispered.
"Who would have thought?" Grace said, laughing softly.
"Are you two done having your moment?" the teacher asked as she stepped in front of them.
"Sorry," Grace said softly, quickly releasing Malik's hand. Grace looked back down at her open book, she knew that Malik still had his eyes on her.
"Alright, now that you've guys have picked partners we can begin class," the teacher continued as she brushed by Grace's desk. Grace glanced over at Malik and smiled, 'Maybe moving here wasn't such a bad idea'. The class was rather long but not as boring as Grace had thought it would have been, mostly because Malik was her lab partner. They wrote notes to each other the whole class. They both could feel the strong attraction between them. They were playfully flirting with one another the entire class. Grace slowly rose to her feet when the bell rang. She glanced over at Malik, who stood right beside her.
"So, what class do you got next?" Malik asked as he lifted his books from his desk.
"Which ever one you've got," Grace replied.
"I've got gym, and today we're learning mouth to mouth resuscitation. Do you want to be my partner for that too?"
Grace smiled and she could feel her face turn a light shade of pink. Malik slowly touched the side of her face and slowly began to pull her into a kiss. Grace quickly turned her head right before their lips clashed. "I can't," she whispered, stepping away from Malik.
"You've got a boyfriend?" Malik asked, he sounded a little disappointed.
"No, I broke up with him yesterday," she replied.
"Hard breakup?"
"It was the best thing I have ever done." Malik smiled, knowing that he had a chance with her made his heart pound with in his chest. For the first time in a long time he had feelings for someone. "Well, I got to get to class," Grace said softly, after a moment.
"Alright," Malik said reluctantly...upset that they had to part.
"Bye," she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder and was gone within seconds, leaving Malik alone. Grace raced down two staircases, her heart was pounding and her head was filled with romantic fantasies. She ran passed the crowds of students, every so often bumping into a few of them. She could hear them shouting out curses at her, but she really didn't want to bother with them. 'He's different, he really is,' she convinced herself as she stopped in front of a classroom door. Her heart was still fluttering as she pulled open the door and stepped inside the noisy classroom. Spit balls and paper planes were flying around above her head and notes were getting passed from one person to the other. Grace glanced around the classroom, looking for the teacher. She spotted him in front of the class, he was trying his best to get their attention. Grace slowly made her way through the crowded rows searching for an empty seat. She finally found one that was towards the back, beside some slutty chick with long, greasy, black hair. Grace slid into the seat and waited for class to begin. It took the teacher a good ten minutes to get the students halfway under control. Grace tried hard to pat attention, but as soon as the books were open she had lost all interest.
She soon found herself writing Malik's name over and over again in her opened notebook. "So you like Malik too?" Grace heard the girl with black hair beside her say in a soft tone.
Grace grinned she couldn't deny that she did. "Well...uh..."
"You'd better just forget about it, my friend Maria," she said pointing to a curly blonde in the front row. "She's got Malik in a love spell, he's head over heals in love with her and on Saturday night they are going to go to the dance together."
"Oh...really?" Grace asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, so don't get in his way of asking her. And you'd better not go flashing your big blue eyes of yours anywhere towards my boyfriend," she continued, fingering towards a boy with brown hair sitting a few seats in front of Grace. "His name is Seto Kaiba and he's all mine. You're the new girl here, so you can't just go and pick what guy you find pleasing to the eye and want to screw with him. You've got to earn him."
"I don't just go and pick any guy...they come chasing after me," Grace said smiling. "And I think Malik came chasing after me."
"Yeah whatever, like what guy would ever want to go out with you?"
"Every guy that you wish you could have," Grace replied with an evil grin, she liked to cause trouble.
"Uh huh...that's great chica, but do you have a date for the dance on Saturday?"
"I've only been here for a half of a day..." Grace began but was rudely interrupted.
"No?...That's what I thought....all bark but no bite."
"But," Grace continued, "I bet by the end of the day I'll have one."
"Right..." the girl said rolling her eyes as she glanced back down at her open book.
"I'll let you know who it is tomorrow," Grace grinned, ending the conversation. The class ended rather abruptly, once again she didn't learn anything. Grace hurried out of the room, dodging the slut and her friend Maria. She slowly wondered down the hall, searching for Malik. 'He has to be around here somewhere,' Grace thought as she pushed her way through the crowds. She made her way up two staircases and quickly made her way towards her locker, maybe he'd be waiting for her there. Unfortunately he wasn't, and Grace sighed with frustration. She just had to find him. She carelessly shoved her books into her locker and slowly slammed it shut. 'Why didn't I just let him kiss me?' Grace thought as she leaned against her locker door taking time to look for Malik. 'Then at least he would be all over me.' He was no where to be seen. "Damn," Grace mumbled under her breath, nothing ever went her way.
"What's wrong?" She heard a familiar voice sound from beside her. Grace quickly turned her head in surprise, it was only the quite annoying Yugi character that she had met in Math class.
"I thought I told you to leave me alone," Grace said in an aggravated tone.
"I'm waiting for Bakura, he told me to meet him here. What are you doing here?" he asked with a rather cheerful voice.
"It's my locker," Grace said shaking her head slowly.
"Oh," he said still smiling. "What class do you have next? Maybe we'll be together."
'Oh God please no, not another class with him,' she thought.
"Maybe we could hang out sometime, you know like after school," he continued, figuring that Grace wasn't going to reply.
"No," Grace said firmly, "my boyfriend wouldn't like that."
"Oh you have a boyfriend," Yugi said with a grin, he sounded quite interested.
"Yes," Grace lied, maybe he would leave her alone.
"Well he could hang out with us too if he would like."
"He's antisocial," Grace said coldly. They were both silent for a moment.
"Well maybe..." Yugi began only to be interrupted.
"I'm kinda waiting for someone, could you like shut up and leave?"
"Who are you waiting for?" Yugi asked, obviously he didn't get the part of 'shut up and leave'
"Malik."
"Malik? Why are you waiting up for him?" Grace remained silent, she didn't feel like answering his dumb questions. "I thought your boyfriend doesn't like you hanging out with other guys," Yugi continued.
"I don't have a boyfriend, I lied," Grace said after a moment of silence. "I just don't want to hang out with you or your group of friends, just leave me alone."
"Oh well...Malik goes to lunch with me and Bakura next," Yugi said softly.
"What?"
"Malik goes to lunch next," Yugi repeated.
"Thank you," Grace said with an almost kind tone. She suddenly broke off in a run toward the direction of the cafeteria. She broke through the cafeteria doors, hoping that Malik would be the only one standing there, waiting to greet her with open arms. But of course, Grace could only dream up such fantasies. The cafeteria was fill to capacity with starving students. Grace groaned with disappointment, and then went to the task of searching for him. 'There must be a hoard of girls around him by now,' she thought as her eyes scanned the room, 'he is by far the sexiest person in this school.' She quickly tracked down the closest group of girls, they we're standing in a semi-circle close to the wall, their loud giggles filled the room. 'He has to be there,' Grace thought as she hurried over to them. She peered through the crowd searching for the center of all this attention. She had to push through quite a few of them before she could really see. Sure enough, Malik was standing in the middle of all of the girls, his back against the wall. He looked quite intimidated, his eyes gazed around the crowd looking for a way to escape. Grace smiled, 'poor thing'. She continued to push her way through until she was closest to the center of the circle. Malik's purple eyes sparked as soon as he saw her, his ticket to escape.
"Grace," he said holding his hand out towards her. "There you are, I've been looking for you." Grace smiled as she slowly took hold of his hand. He gave her a firm squeeze, thanking her for coming to his rescue.
"I've been looking for you to," she said as he pulled her beside him. He smiled, carefully draped an arm around her and pulled her close.
"Can you do me a favor?" Malik whispered into Grace's ear, hoping that none of the girl that surrounded him heard this.
"Yeah sure, what do you want?" She replied, anything to help him, he was obviously desperate.
"Kiss me."
"What?!" Grace said quite surprised.
"Just so that they'll go away," he explained with a pleading tone. "It doesn't have to mean anything, just...please."
Grace grinned, she had kind of been longing this all day, well ever since she met him. "Alright," she agreed.
"Thanks, oh and there's gonna be a dance Saturday night, ya wanna go with me?" he asked, just loud enough for some of the girls to hear.
"Sure," she said softly as he gently caressed her face with his warm hand. He slowly pulled her into the kiss that she had been waiting for. Malik pressed his lips firmly against hers. She felt his tongue unexpectedly find it's way into her mouth. He was obviously taking this kiss a bit more seriously then she had predicted he would. Malik's fingertips tenderly massaged the back of her neck as the both found themselves in a deep, almost passionate, kiss. 'God, he's got a great kiss,' Grace couldn't help but think as she ran her hands up his back, she was getting a little bit more enjoyment from the kiss then she had planned to.
"Alright break it up you two," Grace heard a stern voice say. She felt a hand rest on her shoulder and she was soon roughly pulled away from Malik. Grace quickly glanced over at Malik, he had a growing passion that lit his eyes. Then she abruptly turned her attention over to an older man standing almost between them. "There will be none of that," his voice thundered.
"What's wrong with kissing?" Malik questioned, he too was looking up at the man.
"There's nothing wrong with a quick peck here or there, but kissing like that will not be tolerated in my school. That's the kind of kissing that leads to teenage pregnancies," he said sternly.
"We weren't planning on having sex," Malik said glancing over at Grace.
"Just a little bit of clean fun," Grace replied, backing up Malik.
"Yes well, I'd better not see any more of that clean fun," the teacher said as he slowly turned to leave.
Grace laughed softly once he was to far away to hear. "What's his problem?" she asked, turning all her attention back to Malik.
"He never got married," Malik replied with a smile. Grace laughed once more as she slowly leaned back on the wall beside him.
"That was some pretty impressive kissing," she said softly.
"Thank you, I tried my best," he said smiling.
"How many girls have you kissed like that?"
"Just you," he said glancing over at her. Grace felt her throat tighten, he couldn't have possibly just kissed her in his entire life.
"I don't believe you," she said after a second of delay.
"You're too hott to have just kissed me in you life."
"Yeah well none of the other girls interest me," he said grinning.
"I interest you?"
"Yeah, you remind me of someone, I just can't think who."
"Well then you must have kissed her too," Grace said, she still didn't believe that someone so sexy could wait this long to kiss someone.
"No," he said softly. "I wasn't that nice back then, when I knew her."
"Oh," she said...there had to be someone else.
"What about you?" Malik asked, changing the subject now to her. Grace felt her face redden, she couldn't possibly tell him now, after finding out how pure and innocent he was.
"Well, uh...I lost count," said replied quite ashamed.
"Like around how many?" he asked as if forcing her to answer.
"I dunno I lost count," Grace repeated.
"How many until you lost count?"
"Twenty eight," she mumbled, hoping he didn't hear.
"Twenty eight?!" he said, almost amazed. "Wow, that's a lot."
"Yeah," she said, upset that he had heard the numbers right.
"So that makes me what...around fifty or so?" Malik said, laughing softly.
"No, not that many," Grace said gently nudging him with her elbow. "You're probably number thirty three or maybe thirty five."
"Wow, well that makes me feel quite special," he said still laughing.
"Yeah well, you were the first one that I had actually wanted to kiss," Grace said, hoping that would make him feel better, and it wasn't false at all either, he had been the first one that she had wanted to kiss, the other had forced her into it.
"Okay, I feel special now," he said quite pleased now, even if she was lying. "Now I'm afraid to ask but how many guys have you screwed with?"
"None," she said.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes," she replied, laughing lightly.
"How far have you ever gone with one?" he asked, he was clearly interested in her love life.
"I'll tell you that once I get to know you a little bit better, I wouldn't want you spreading gossip about me around the school," Grace said, delaying her reply.
"I would never do that to you," he said kindly. "By the way it sounds, you've been abused by guys enough for one life time."
"Ya got that right," Grace said, she couldn't deny that fact. "I was just searching for love, and then I get entangled in these short but complicated relationships." She stared at him, she could feel her heart get lost deep within his eyes. He was different from the rest.
************************************************************************ Author's note: Yeah alright here's part three. Hope you enjoyed it. Ummm...part four will be up soon and yeah please review and junk. I was never good at these stupid authors notes. ************************************************************************
Chapter 3 He's different
Grace slid into a seat beside Malik. Her heart raced as thoughts ran through her head. She quickly glanced over at Malik, whose eyes were locked on her. She could feel the strong attraction. 'Is it okay for me to get into another crazy relationship this quickly? Hadn't I just ran away for another guy to avoid getting into a relationship?' Grace stared down at her closed book that rested on the desk. She slowly flipped through the pages, as she slouched deeper into her seat. Grace glanced back up at him after a moment. All of his attention was still on her. She smiled softly, she needed at least one friend, and that's what he would be a friend.
Malik watched her closely as she pulled a pen out of her pocket and began writing on a page in her book. He longed for her to look back into his eyes. 'She's different from the rest,' he thought as scanned her face. The room was soon crowded by other students as they quickly found their way to their seats.
"Good morning class," Grace heard the teacher's voice shatter her thoughts. Most of the class went silent and turned their attention towards the teacher. "Today we are going to start off by picking chemistry partners for the rest of the semester. So pick one of your friends that you can work with the best," she said with a big smile across her face.
Grace looked over at Malik. Malik smiled as he reached his hand out towards her. Grace held it firmly in hers. "So I guess we're gonna be partners," Malik whispered.
"Who would have thought?" Grace said, laughing softly.
"Are you two done having your moment?" the teacher asked as she stepped in front of them.
"Sorry," Grace said softly, quickly releasing Malik's hand. Grace looked back down at her open book, she knew that Malik still had his eyes on her.
"Alright, now that you've guys have picked partners we can begin class," the teacher continued as she brushed by Grace's desk. Grace glanced over at Malik and smiled, 'Maybe moving here wasn't such a bad idea'. The class was rather long but not as boring as Grace had thought it would have been, mostly because Malik was her lab partner. They wrote notes to each other the whole class. They both could feel the strong attraction between them. They were playfully flirting with one another the entire class. Grace slowly rose to her feet when the bell rang. She glanced over at Malik, who stood right beside her.
"So, what class do you got next?" Malik asked as he lifted his books from his desk.
"Which ever one you've got," Grace replied.
"I've got gym, and today we're learning mouth to mouth resuscitation. Do you want to be my partner for that too?"
Grace smiled and she could feel her face turn a light shade of pink. Malik slowly touched the side of her face and slowly began to pull her into a kiss. Grace quickly turned her head right before their lips clashed. "I can't," she whispered, stepping away from Malik.
"You've got a boyfriend?" Malik asked, he sounded a little disappointed.
"No, I broke up with him yesterday," she replied.
"Hard breakup?"
"It was the best thing I have ever done." Malik smiled, knowing that he had a chance with her made his heart pound with in his chest. For the first time in a long time he had feelings for someone. "Well, I got to get to class," Grace said softly, after a moment.
"Alright," Malik said reluctantly...upset that they had to part.
"Bye," she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder and was gone within seconds, leaving Malik alone. Grace raced down two staircases, her heart was pounding and her head was filled with romantic fantasies. She ran passed the crowds of students, every so often bumping into a few of them. She could hear them shouting out curses at her, but she really didn't want to bother with them. 'He's different, he really is,' she convinced herself as she stopped in front of a classroom door. Her heart was still fluttering as she pulled open the door and stepped inside the noisy classroom. Spit balls and paper planes were flying around above her head and notes were getting passed from one person to the other. Grace glanced around the classroom, looking for the teacher. She spotted him in front of the class, he was trying his best to get their attention. Grace slowly made her way through the crowded rows searching for an empty seat. She finally found one that was towards the back, beside some slutty chick with long, greasy, black hair. Grace slid into the seat and waited for class to begin. It took the teacher a good ten minutes to get the students halfway under control. Grace tried hard to pat attention, but as soon as the books were open she had lost all interest.
She soon found herself writing Malik's name over and over again in her opened notebook. "So you like Malik too?" Grace heard the girl with black hair beside her say in a soft tone.
Grace grinned she couldn't deny that she did. "Well...uh..."
"You'd better just forget about it, my friend Maria," she said pointing to a curly blonde in the front row. "She's got Malik in a love spell, he's head over heals in love with her and on Saturday night they are going to go to the dance together."
"Oh...really?" Grace asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, so don't get in his way of asking her. And you'd better not go flashing your big blue eyes of yours anywhere towards my boyfriend," she continued, fingering towards a boy with brown hair sitting a few seats in front of Grace. "His name is Seto Kaiba and he's all mine. You're the new girl here, so you can't just go and pick what guy you find pleasing to the eye and want to screw with him. You've got to earn him."
"I don't just go and pick any guy...they come chasing after me," Grace said smiling. "And I think Malik came chasing after me."
"Yeah whatever, like what guy would ever want to go out with you?"
"Every guy that you wish you could have," Grace replied with an evil grin, she liked to cause trouble.
"Uh huh...that's great chica, but do you have a date for the dance on Saturday?"
"I've only been here for a half of a day..." Grace began but was rudely interrupted.
"No?...That's what I thought....all bark but no bite."
"But," Grace continued, "I bet by the end of the day I'll have one."
"Right..." the girl said rolling her eyes as she glanced back down at her open book.
"I'll let you know who it is tomorrow," Grace grinned, ending the conversation. The class ended rather abruptly, once again she didn't learn anything. Grace hurried out of the room, dodging the slut and her friend Maria. She slowly wondered down the hall, searching for Malik. 'He has to be around here somewhere,' Grace thought as she pushed her way through the crowds. She made her way up two staircases and quickly made her way towards her locker, maybe he'd be waiting for her there. Unfortunately he wasn't, and Grace sighed with frustration. She just had to find him. She carelessly shoved her books into her locker and slowly slammed it shut. 'Why didn't I just let him kiss me?' Grace thought as she leaned against her locker door taking time to look for Malik. 'Then at least he would be all over me.' He was no where to be seen. "Damn," Grace mumbled under her breath, nothing ever went her way.
"What's wrong?" She heard a familiar voice sound from beside her. Grace quickly turned her head in surprise, it was only the quite annoying Yugi character that she had met in Math class.
"I thought I told you to leave me alone," Grace said in an aggravated tone.
"I'm waiting for Bakura, he told me to meet him here. What are you doing here?" he asked with a rather cheerful voice.
"It's my locker," Grace said shaking her head slowly.
"Oh," he said still smiling. "What class do you have next? Maybe we'll be together."
'Oh God please no, not another class with him,' she thought.
"Maybe we could hang out sometime, you know like after school," he continued, figuring that Grace wasn't going to reply.
"No," Grace said firmly, "my boyfriend wouldn't like that."
"Oh you have a boyfriend," Yugi said with a grin, he sounded quite interested.
"Yes," Grace lied, maybe he would leave her alone.
"Well he could hang out with us too if he would like."
"He's antisocial," Grace said coldly. They were both silent for a moment.
"Well maybe..." Yugi began only to be interrupted.
"I'm kinda waiting for someone, could you like shut up and leave?"
"Who are you waiting for?" Yugi asked, obviously he didn't get the part of 'shut up and leave'
"Malik."
"Malik? Why are you waiting up for him?" Grace remained silent, she didn't feel like answering his dumb questions. "I thought your boyfriend doesn't like you hanging out with other guys," Yugi continued.
"I don't have a boyfriend, I lied," Grace said after a moment of silence. "I just don't want to hang out with you or your group of friends, just leave me alone."
"Oh well...Malik goes to lunch with me and Bakura next," Yugi said softly.
"What?"
"Malik goes to lunch next," Yugi repeated.
"Thank you," Grace said with an almost kind tone. She suddenly broke off in a run toward the direction of the cafeteria. She broke through the cafeteria doors, hoping that Malik would be the only one standing there, waiting to greet her with open arms. But of course, Grace could only dream up such fantasies. The cafeteria was fill to capacity with starving students. Grace groaned with disappointment, and then went to the task of searching for him. 'There must be a hoard of girls around him by now,' she thought as her eyes scanned the room, 'he is by far the sexiest person in this school.' She quickly tracked down the closest group of girls, they we're standing in a semi-circle close to the wall, their loud giggles filled the room. 'He has to be there,' Grace thought as she hurried over to them. She peered through the crowd searching for the center of all this attention. She had to push through quite a few of them before she could really see. Sure enough, Malik was standing in the middle of all of the girls, his back against the wall. He looked quite intimidated, his eyes gazed around the crowd looking for a way to escape. Grace smiled, 'poor thing'. She continued to push her way through until she was closest to the center of the circle. Malik's purple eyes sparked as soon as he saw her, his ticket to escape.
"Grace," he said holding his hand out towards her. "There you are, I've been looking for you." Grace smiled as she slowly took hold of his hand. He gave her a firm squeeze, thanking her for coming to his rescue.
"I've been looking for you to," she said as he pulled her beside him. He smiled, carefully draped an arm around her and pulled her close.
"Can you do me a favor?" Malik whispered into Grace's ear, hoping that none of the girl that surrounded him heard this.
"Yeah sure, what do you want?" She replied, anything to help him, he was obviously desperate.
"Kiss me."
"What?!" Grace said quite surprised.
"Just so that they'll go away," he explained with a pleading tone. "It doesn't have to mean anything, just...please."
Grace grinned, she had kind of been longing this all day, well ever since she met him. "Alright," she agreed.
"Thanks, oh and there's gonna be a dance Saturday night, ya wanna go with me?" he asked, just loud enough for some of the girls to hear.
"Sure," she said softly as he gently caressed her face with his warm hand. He slowly pulled her into the kiss that she had been waiting for. Malik pressed his lips firmly against hers. She felt his tongue unexpectedly find it's way into her mouth. He was obviously taking this kiss a bit more seriously then she had predicted he would. Malik's fingertips tenderly massaged the back of her neck as the both found themselves in a deep, almost passionate, kiss. 'God, he's got a great kiss,' Grace couldn't help but think as she ran her hands up his back, she was getting a little bit more enjoyment from the kiss then she had planned to.
"Alright break it up you two," Grace heard a stern voice say. She felt a hand rest on her shoulder and she was soon roughly pulled away from Malik. Grace quickly glanced over at Malik, he had a growing passion that lit his eyes. Then she abruptly turned her attention over to an older man standing almost between them. "There will be none of that," his voice thundered.
"What's wrong with kissing?" Malik questioned, he too was looking up at the man.
"There's nothing wrong with a quick peck here or there, but kissing like that will not be tolerated in my school. That's the kind of kissing that leads to teenage pregnancies," he said sternly.
"We weren't planning on having sex," Malik said glancing over at Grace.
"Just a little bit of clean fun," Grace replied, backing up Malik.
"Yes well, I'd better not see any more of that clean fun," the teacher said as he slowly turned to leave.
Grace laughed softly once he was to far away to hear. "What's his problem?" she asked, turning all her attention back to Malik.
"He never got married," Malik replied with a smile. Grace laughed once more as she slowly leaned back on the wall beside him.
"That was some pretty impressive kissing," she said softly.
"Thank you, I tried my best," he said smiling.
"How many girls have you kissed like that?"
"Just you," he said glancing over at her. Grace felt her throat tighten, he couldn't have possibly just kissed her in his entire life.
"I don't believe you," she said after a second of delay.
"You're too hott to have just kissed me in you life."
"Yeah well none of the other girls interest me," he said grinning.
"I interest you?"
"Yeah, you remind me of someone, I just can't think who."
"Well then you must have kissed her too," Grace said, she still didn't believe that someone so sexy could wait this long to kiss someone.
"No," he said softly. "I wasn't that nice back then, when I knew her."
"Oh," she said...there had to be someone else.
"What about you?" Malik asked, changing the subject now to her. Grace felt her face redden, she couldn't possibly tell him now, after finding out how pure and innocent he was.
"Well, uh...I lost count," said replied quite ashamed.
"Like around how many?" he asked as if forcing her to answer.
"I dunno I lost count," Grace repeated.
"How many until you lost count?"
"Twenty eight," she mumbled, hoping he didn't hear.
"Twenty eight?!" he said, almost amazed. "Wow, that's a lot."
"Yeah," she said, upset that he had heard the numbers right.
"So that makes me what...around fifty or so?" Malik said, laughing softly.
"No, not that many," Grace said gently nudging him with her elbow. "You're probably number thirty three or maybe thirty five."
"Wow, well that makes me feel quite special," he said still laughing.
"Yeah well, you were the first one that I had actually wanted to kiss," Grace said, hoping that would make him feel better, and it wasn't false at all either, he had been the first one that she had wanted to kiss, the other had forced her into it.
"Okay, I feel special now," he said quite pleased now, even if she was lying. "Now I'm afraid to ask but how many guys have you screwed with?"
"None," she said.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes," she replied, laughing lightly.
"How far have you ever gone with one?" he asked, he was clearly interested in her love life.
"I'll tell you that once I get to know you a little bit better, I wouldn't want you spreading gossip about me around the school," Grace said, delaying her reply.
"I would never do that to you," he said kindly. "By the way it sounds, you've been abused by guys enough for one life time."
"Ya got that right," Grace said, she couldn't deny that fact. "I was just searching for love, and then I get entangled in these short but complicated relationships." She stared at him, she could feel her heart get lost deep within his eyes. He was different from the rest.
************************************************************************ Author's note: Yeah alright here's part three. Hope you enjoyed it. Ummm...part four will be up soon and yeah please review and junk. I was never good at these stupid authors notes. ************************************************************************