Grace's POV
Nelson follows me to the library to the library.
"So... Nelson..." I say awkwardly as I sit at one of the tables.
"Yeah?" he asks me wondering what's wrong.
"I'm sorry to say this Nelson but-"
"I'm really excited for this date Grace. I never thought someone as beautiful as you would say yes." he says sheepishly.
He thinks I'm beautiful? How could Molly want me to cancel a date with the sweetest guy I know?
"Oh, stop it," I say as my cheeks turn pink. "But I'm afraid that I'm gonna have to can-"
"Hey Grace. Do you want pink roses? I was planning on giving you bush daisies, but I'm not sure if you were allergic." he says. He's gonna bring me flowers? Such a sweet guy. Why doesn't Molly like him? Sure, he may not be a Perf boy, but since when did we ever have Perf boys? Sure, Molly had Justin Cole to ask Stevie out on a date once, but that backfired, so we had to kick him out. I have to admit he wasn't very nice in privacy, but he had a unicorn so he was okay.
"Why would you give me bush daisies?" I ask him.
"Molly told me to." he says and I think he's mentally scolding himself.
"Sure. Roses are okay." I say.
"Do I dress up? Do I pick you up? Do I bring other things besides flowers?" he asks and I try not to laugh.
"You've never been on a date before, have you?" I ask him with a knowing smile on my face.
"No. Not really. Most of the girls I've asked in the past were usually into Zander, they were taken, or they just didn't like me." he shrugs.
"Don't worry about the date. Just meet me at IHOW and don't dress or anything. And I know about the training. There's no need for that." I say feeling guilty about not canceling the date for Molly. But then I start to think about it.
Molly doesn't control my life. Sure, I may seem naive sometimes, but that doesn't mean that she can control whatever I do. I love her, and she's nice once you seem to know her, but she could expand her horizons a bit. The outcasts around Brewster seem pretty cool. I sometimes wonder why cliques even exist. Why can't we all just get along like those people on TV in a perfect little world?
"Really?" he asks.
"Really."
Who cares what Molly thinks? I'm going on a date and I'm gonna like it.
"So how's it like being a Perf and Molly's best friend?" Nelson asks me.
"It's tiring, but I feel pretty." I say.
"Tiring?" he asks me.
"Shopping all the time... Partying all weekend with the populars... Exercising to maintain Perf form. Stuff like that." I say.
"It sounds fun."
"It's like candy Nelly. It's fun the first time. Maybe the second time too. But after having it every single chizzy day of the week, you just want to throw up." I say. He looks confused. He will never understand the burdens of popularity.
"Really? Kacey said it was awesome. She's still plotting about how to be much more known than the Perfs." Nelson says.
"Oh really? I thought she accepted the fact that she was out of the Perfs?"
"She did accept that she's not a Perf anymore. She just didn't want to accept the fact that she's less popular than the Perfs. Ever since, she's been making Gravity 5 try on different outfits and hairstyles." he says. I could tell he's very annoyed just thinking about it. Well, I couldn't blame him.
Back then when I was the new Perf, Molly and Kacey made me a completely different person for a whole week. They took me shopping and everything. They started out with Stevie's look. Yes, they think the combat boots and beanies are decent, even though they wouldn't admit it to "Loserberry." I'm so tired of calling her Loserberry. It's as if calling a unicorn just a horse with an ice cream cone smushed on it's head. No one's a loser at all.
"Outfit changes. I know how that feels." I say absentmindedly.
"Oh really?" he asks and gives me a crooked smile. Oh glob, he looks so cute.
"Yup."
"So that whole Perf look? Just a facade?" he asks skeptically. I chuckle slightly at this.
"Well, pretty much. Do you think I dress like this for fun? Sure, I love sparkles and all that, but after a while, I miss my Furious Pigeon T-shirts."
"You're into Furious Pigeons? I thought a Perf wouldn't have time for that with all the schedules made by the queen Perf."
"Well, I am. Besides those T-shirts, I also used to have glasses. Haha." I say sheepishly.
"Hmm... So here's how the date's gonna go. How about instead of coming as a Perf, you come as Grace?" he asks me. Seriously?
"You'll think I'm weird."
"I'm the guy who's swam in a pool of maroni and cheese for a music video. Nothing's weird to me," he says and I chuckle lightly. If he made me laugh right now, I wonder what he would do on the date? "Please?" he asks me with a pout on his face. It really is hard saying no to that face.
"Fine. On one condition." I say.
"And what would that be?" he asks me with a smirk on his face.
"You come as Nelson."
"As Nelson?"
"I don't want Kacey sending you to IHOW in a tux or something." I say.
RING!
"So what do you say?"
"Deal."
A/N: Yeah, I lied. Sorry, but this chapter is kind of necessary. Stay tuned! I'll probably update in an hour, or maybe tomorrow. Review?