Grace's POV
Once the bell rings officially ending the school day, I run out of the classroom fast like lightning.
Many people have been making fun of me for having a date with "the weird nerd of Loser 5." I didn't listen though. They all know nothing about Nelson. He's sweet, caring, and he really knows how to play Furious Pigeons. He's nothing like a loser at all.
I run down the halls not caring if the hall monitor today, Andy Bartlett, would give me a detention slip. He wouldn't do that anyways. Perfs have some privileges non-Perfs don't. For example, they don't get detentions. Of course, if that fellow Perf did something serious like vandalize the locker rooms or something, that's a whole different story.
Once I get to my locker, I open my locker quickly and jam all the things I need in my pink backpack. I already got my homework done in my last class. The class is easy, so I always finish my work and have free time to do my homework.
"What are you doing Grace?" I hear Molly ask me as she walks up to me making tiny sounds on the floor with her high heels.
"Just racing home. That's all." I say putting on a smile that would make me look naive.
"Did you cancel that date?" Molly asks me.
"Oh yeah."
"Really?"
"No," I say and she rolls her eyes. "Molly, you can't tell me who I can and will not date. I never liked your boyfriends, but you never saw me complaining about them."
"We have rules." she glares at me. I try to resist rolling my eyes.
"Well, you broke the rule too. Don't think I didn't see you flirt with Kevin a few months ago."
"So what? The only reason I did that was because Kacey likes him. And that was a few months ago."
"I'm going Molly." I say gripping my backpack.
"Can you at least tell me where you're going on the date?" she asks.
"Bye Molly." I say as I head out of the hallway and race home.
Once I get home, I race to my room and start rummaging through my closet. Behind all the dresses are Furious Pigeons T-shirts and skinny jeans. So Nelson wants to see the real Grace? He's gonna see her alright.
I change into a red Furious Pigeons T-shirt and my skinny jeans. I remove my contacts from my eyes, and put on my glasses. Those contacts were bothering me all day anyways, so it was nice to put my glasses on again.
I ditch my heels and slip on a pair of sneakers. It feels so good to be me again.
I look at myself in the mirror and think. What was wrong with this look for the Perfs? Maybe there was something missing.
I tie my hair into a ponytail and examine myself.
Now that's better. Now I'm off to IHOW.
Once I arrive at IHOW, I straighten my glasses and take in the place. The place is dim with candles and the waiters are dressed like magicians. There are creepy paintings on the walls, and a grandfather clock in the corner. I like the look of this place. It looks like a scene from one of those old movies. I see a waiter pulling a book from a bookcase, and it flips over to another room full of people dining.
The atmosphere may seem fancy and magical, but the people in the room weren't dressed fancy or anything. I'm so happy for that. If they did dress fancy, I would feel so awkward.
I see Nelson at a nearby table and he waves to me. I smile and head to his table. He hands me a bouquet of giant lollipops.
"Sorry. Flower Power was closed, but Candyland was still open." he says sheepishly.
"Thanks Nelson." I say putting my bouquet next to me. It's so cute! There's even little gingerbread men. Haha.
"So? What do you think?" I ask him.
"I think you should dress like that more often." he says and I feel my face turn red. Uhhh...
"Really?"
"Really." he says and we both laugh.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your romance, but I'm gonna need to take your order." I hear the waitress say. I look at her and I see that she's- MOLLY!? Oh no.
"You work here?" Nelson asks.
"I need to pay my phone bill. And you cheat? I thought you were on a date with Grace?"
She doesn't know I'm Grace?
"Well, I am-"
"Save it. Let me just take your order. I'll get revenge on you later." Molly glares at Nelson. "As for you girly, you could use some contacts," she says. "So what do you want?" she asks. Nice service.
At least she has a cute outfit. Black stiletto heels, fishnet stockings, and a black mini skirt. Along with that, she's sporting a white shirt and a pink bowtie. She also has a grey vest on top of that and a top hat. No matter what, Molly is always wearing something pink, even though you can't see it. The bowtie's cute.
"I'll have a bacon cheeseburger."
"I'll have the salad." I say in a low voice hoping she won't tell I'm Grace.
"Okay then," Molly says writing it down. "Drinks?" she asks.
"Wahoo punch." we say simultaneously. We both chuckle lightly after that. She just writes it down, rolls her eyes, and snaps her fingers causing a puff of smoke to appear and she disappears once the smoke dissolves into the air.
"A salad?" Nelson asks me.
"I'm on a diet." I say sheepishly.
"You don't need it. You're beautiful enough already." he says. Aw. That's sweet.
"Thanks for all the cheesiness. So... have you been on a date before?" I ask him.
"If you count the time I crashed Kacey's date with a chair glued to my butt," he says and I laugh. "What about you?"
"I never really go on dates. It's usually double dates, and they don't always end up too well."
"Why?"
"My date usually ends up leaving after five minutes, or he tries too hard. But it's okay. I like roaming the mall." I explain.
"Well, how long has it been?" he asks me.
"Ten minutes. Wow. A new record." I say and we both laugh.
"So Nelson. Is Gravity 5 fun?" I ask him.
"I'm the keyboard player, and I have my friends there with me. It's always fun."
"I saw the music video."
"You liked it?"
"Of course I did! You guys swam in macaroni!" I exclaim and he smiles.
"So enough about Gravity. How's it like being a Perf?"
"I feel like a nonstop dancing Barbie." I admit.
"Oh really? I hear the Perf headquarters are really cool."
"It's the Perf bathroom, and yeah. I think it's pretty advanced. Secret rooms and all." I say nonchalantly.
"Sounds like that show..."
"Home of Osiris?"
"Yes! That one. You watch the show?"
"Well, yeah! But the secret rooms in the bathroom aren't so exciting. If you twist the left knob of the Perf sink three times, then the right twice, the bookcase full of handbooks will move to reveal a room full of exclusive shoes."
"The Perfs sounds really serious about their fashion choices." he says.
"Well, yeah. Pretty hardcore about perfection and stuff. It's serious chiz." I say.
So after a long and fun conversation consisting of Furious Pigeon cheat codes, pizza, and our cliques, Molly comes by.
"Here's your food." she says holding a red blanket.
"We're not having a picnic." I say as she rolls her eyes.
"It's magic week. Don't you know this classic trick?" she says as she whisks the red cloth onto the table, and swipes it back to reveal our food.
"Wow." Nelson says.
"Need anything else, and I'll be there. Just say 'abracadabra' and I'll poof up."
"Okay." I say and she disappears. Technically, she just walks away.
"She doesn't know who you are?" Nelson asks me with a smirk on his face.
"Well, no. She's used to seeing me in a dress with my hair flowing down. I look like a complete nerd."
"You look like Grace. If you look like a nerd, then I'd prefer a nerd over a Perf." he says and I blush.
It's so weird. No guy has ever made me blush on a date. And we're talking about Nelson. The guy everyone at Brewster thinks that he should stick to dating his calculator. Not that I think that. He's the representative of the socially awkward kids of Brewster, and he somehow got me crushing on him. This guy is a genius.
"Thanks Nelson." I say and eat my salad, and he eats his steak. It goes on like that for a few minutes, and then he asks me a question.
"Grace?"
"Yeah?"
"What are you doing over the summer?" he asks me.
"I'm going to shop and visit Molly's family with her in New York." I say and a big smile appears on his face. He looks like a cartoon that just won a lottery. "Why are you doing that?" I ask him.
"I'm going to New York too!" he says.
"Really? Maybe we'll meet each other?"
"Maybe we will." he says.
"So why are you going to New York?"
"I got a chance to record some songs with Gravity 5 at Majesty Records." he exclaims with a big grin on his face. He looks like a little kid about to get a prize.
"I'm happy for you Nelson. I always thought Gravity 5 was a great band, even though Perfs weren't allowed to listen to their music."
"Thanks Grace." he says, and Molly poofs up randomly. I jump up a little as I put my hand to my chest. That almost gave me a heart attack.
"Everything alright?" Molly asks.
"Yeah." we say.
"Anyone wants a refill on their Wahoo Punch?" she asks.
"Sure," Nelson says, but I wonder. How is she going to give him a drink without the pitcher? "But where's the pitcher?" he asks and she rolls her yes once again.
"You people need more knowledge on magic." she mutters as she takes her top hat off and reaches inside. After a few moments, she pulls out a pitcher of Wahoo Punch and she puts her top hat back on.
She fills Nelson's cup with Wahoo Punch.
"Do you want a refill too?" she asks me.
"Sure." I say.
It's weird. You know, watching Molly serve Nelson. It's usually people working for her. At least Nelson's not screaming at her. That's usually how the drill goes for her.
She refills my cup, then pours Wahoo Punch on Nelson's head. My eyes widen and Nelson stands up as the punch drips down to the floor.
"What was that for?" he asks her.
"For cheating on Grace!" she exclaims. And she thinks I'm the stupid one. I roll my eyes, and then confess.
"Molly, it's me Grace." I say taking off my glasses for a brief moment, and then I put them back on. Once my vision comes back into focus, I see her with her eyes wide with her jaw slack.
"Thanks for ruining my date. Just hand me the bill." I say as I take the pitcher out of her grasp and pour the rest of the Wahoo Punch on top of my head.
She stares at me as if I'm crazy, and then awkwardly leaves us.
"Why did you do that?" he asks me.
"Well, I thought you shouldn't go through this embarrassment alone." I say nonchalantly.
"You're insane."
"Thank you."
"Your welcome."
"Here's the bill." Molly says as she hands it to me. And she leaves. Wow. Nice friend.
"I'll pay." I say.
"No, I'll do it."
"Just let me pay." I say as I pay for the food and we both leave IHOW.
This was an interesting date. I'll never forget it.
"You didn't let me pay for the food. Can you at least let me walk you home?" he asks me.
"I can walk."
"Just let me. Come on." he says as he takes my hand and we walk down the sidewalk.
I impulsively shiver, and Nelson acts like such a gentleman. I should've brought myself a jacket.
"You're cold? Here. Wear my jacket." he says taking off his jacket and puts it on me. It's so cliche, yet I can't help but blush at his act.
We continue walking having a tiny chat until we reach my house.
"Thanks Nelson." I say as we stop at my porch.
"You're welcome." he says sheepishly. It's so awkward, yet I kind of like the awkwardness in the air.
"So..."
"So..."
"See you in New York?" I ask him hoping the awkwardness in the air will dissolve.
"Sure." he says, and I suddenly notice how close we are. He leans in and closes his eyes. I do the same thing too.
MY FIRST KISS IS GONNA HAPPEN!
We lean in until we are centimeters apart. I feel his breath on my face and-
"OH. MY. BLOOBIES." I hear someone say. Nelson and I instantly break apart and try to act casual. I look at the person who said that and I see that my little twin sisters, Sadie and Amber, opened the door. Why did they have to ruin this for me?
"Was the kiss nice Gracie? And why are you covered in Wahoo Punch?" Amber asks me with a smirk on her face. I just glare at her.
"Go back inside girls. I'll go inside in a few minutes." I say as they both stick their tongues out at me and they slam the door.
I sigh and sit down at the porch swing. Nelson follows and sits down next to me.
"What's wrong?" he asks me.
"My first date that I actually liked was ruined, and my almost first kiss was ruined." I say.
"Hey. At least your first kiss was saved. You wouldn't want to remember your first kiss with a nerd covered in Wahoo Punch." he jokes. I chuckle at this.
"Maybe I do." I say, and at that moment, everything feels surreal. Despite the fact that we're covered in fruit punch, I look into his eyes and everything feels right.
He leans in and he kisses my cheek.
"Oh. Here's your jacket." I say taking it off and hand it to him.
"Thanks." he says with a smile on his face.
"Goodnight Nelson."
"Goodnight Grace." he says as he gives me a hug, stands up, and walks home.
I just sit there watching him walk away, and then feel my cheek. Just the thought of him kissing me on the cheek makes me blush. I wonder what a kiss on the lips would make me do...
"GRACE!" Sadie and Amber yell simultaneously as they skip from the inside of the house next to me.
"Did you kiss him?" Amber asks me. I roll my eyes.
"I would've, but you two ruined it!" I exclaim.
"We're sisters. We ruin everything." Sadie says.
"That guy was super cute!" Amber exclaims.
"Back off sis. He's mine."
A/N: So I am noticing that there are ALOT of Zevie fanfics, but I rarely see Grelson. So I hope for Grelson shippers, this satisfied you.
So... 2,744 words. I'm pretty proud of this chapter. Grelson can never go wrong, right? Lemme know what you think in that box I like to call the gift giver. Because reading reviews are entertaining, so I really want to know what you all thought... Glob, I am so socially awkward. Leave me a review. Please?
And I got out of school early today! 12:00! Okay, I'm hyper. Read and review while I stuff myself with food.