Hello everyone. I don't know if you go the last chapter's hints or not so I'll give you some help. How did Jerry know that she went to the restroom after the movie? Also KickAussly...um. That was a very 'comforting' review which got me thinking. If enough people want me to write a KICK story around this, I can add some more. It was their situation behind closed doors and this is a JACE story. So if enough people want me to write one I can. Or I'll just create a story around the moments we missed outside of Grace's POV.
Disclaimers aren't even in the rules. We all know no body on this site is the sole creator and owner of any of these shows.
We walk up the stairs of the big white house and stop in front of the door. Jerry reaches out a fist to knock on the door, but It swings open before us, revealing an (ahem) interesting sight.
So there they were, Kim and Jack, standing on the other side of the door with frozen expressions. Hair looked bedridden (but I'm not going to make any assumptions), clothes were wrinkled, and their puffy red lips brought in air they seemed to have desperately needed.
Jerry and I looked at each other before looking back at them, smirking.
"There's no boy at my house." I mocked.
"Jerry stop pestering. There is absolutely nothing going on between me and Kim. "Jerry followed. "Well my friend, that looks like a whole lot of nothing."
"Grace what are you doing here?" Kim laughed nervously. I scoffed.
"Oh really? Because it looks exactly the what I thought it would."
"Jerry! What are you doing here?" Jack said nervously.
"I think I should be asking you that." Jerry snickered. We kept arguing back and forth at Kim's front door until someone interrupted us.
"It's getting late kids." We heard from behind Kim and Jack, which momentarily quit our conversation. Then, Kim's dad came into view. "Grace! What are you doing here?"
"Oh, nothing much ." I said, then looked Kim in the eye. "just proving a point."
"Alright." Then he looked towards Jerry. " and who might this be?"
"I'm just here to make sure she gets home safe, sir." Jerry responded.
"Don't do that boy. I don't like butt-kissers." He said deadpanned and annoyed. He's acting like my dad, right? Well there is a reason. You see, Kim's dad and my dad don't really get along-they never have-(although sports play a large part in the deal), but when my dad goes on business trips there's no on better he trusts to watch over me. Because of how frequent that is Mr. Crawford is like a second father to me and I his second daughter.
Which includes every father instinct when a boy is around.
"But you are an adult, respected I'm sure, and a man at that, so I would think you deserve the title 'sir'." Everyone was stunned. We looked at Mr. Crawford for a response, but only get a mixed expression of shocking and seething.
"Jack," he said softly. Uh oh, this is not good." I think it's about time you go home." Jack began to move until he continued speaking."Matter of fact, give him," he gave a pointed look at Jerry. "a ride?" In his mind he just killed two birds with one stone, I'm sure f it.
"Of course Mr. Crawford." If you hadn't noticed already, Jack is the reason why Mr. Crawford doesn't like butt-kissers. "Thank you for letting me stay." When Jack went to go get his things, Kim turned to her father.
"Dad-"
"Mr. Crawford," I interrupted, "could I spend the night? I'll call my mom to tell her where I am,please?"
"Of course. What about your father?"
"Business trip." He nodded and watched as Kim and I raced up the steps. At the top I looked down to see Mr. Crawford going all 'dad' on Jerry, and to my surprise Jerry was very calm Jerry. Jerry laughed at something he said before Jack came back. See ya." Jack said as he walked past me. Just before Jerry went out of view, he smirked and left a livid Mr. Crawford at the wide open door. What went on down there?
"Come on Grace!" Kim pulled me up the rest of the stairs and into her bedroom where my spare clothes were. "So, how'd the date go?"
I decided to ignore her. Just because I played my game doesn't mean I'm still miffed about the telling me to shove it somewhere.
"Grace. Look I'm sorry about lying to you but I didn't want you to-"
"figure out what I've been saying for the past two years? Yeah, that was looking out for me alright."
"Oh yeah? Well what about that whole thing with Jerry? I never pegged you to bethat type." What is this girl talking about?
"Be what type?"
"The type to date two people at one time." She thinks I'm going out with Bry- Jerry?!
"The two-timing type?! I wasn't on a date with Jerry, in fact I'm not dating anyone at all!" I shouted.
"Then why was he here? Walking you home? The only explanation I can think of is you and him are dating!"
"Because that's all you want to hear!" I yelled. "All you want to hear or see in a situation is what you want to see or hear. Maybe he was just being a gentleman and walking me home after Bryan ditched me!"
"Grace.." I knew that would shut her up, and I heard the renewed gentleness in her voice but I just ignore it.
"Maybe it's because he's the only other person that knows my middle name and made it sound beautiful! Maybe it's because he's the only person that really tries that I…" My throat began to choke on the upcoming sob but I pushed it down, reluctantly allowing angry tears to streak my face.
"Grace?"
"I have to go." I wiped the tears from my face and headed down the stairs, Kim not far behind.
"Grace?" Mr. Crawford called as I headed towards the door, "Where are you going?"
"Change of plans I'm going home. Good night." I closed the door behind me and began my angry march home.
On my way I continued to mumble underneath my breath. "Stupid Bryan and Kim and Jerry. Who else could do something as pointless as summoning wolves? "My incoherent rant was stopped by an odd sight' Jerry was walking out of the complex.
"What is he doing?" I don't know. Everyone who move sin usually moves farther back. "Maybe he doesn't live here?" A bus pulled up and Jerry got on. This is suspicious. He lives off of the bus route? This is quite a discovery…that I will add to the case! Let's see…Bus #28 can lead me to another breakthrough. All I have to do is get on-
My phone rang and it was Kim. I ignore it and look back to find the bus gone. Great! Kim single handedly ruined my trail! "Damn." My phone rang again and this time it was my mom.
"Hello-"
"WHERE ARE YOU?!" I had to part from the phone as she went on in Spanish.
"Mama I'm alright."She continued ranting. "Poor favor Madre. I am okay."
"How can you speak your native tongue like such an American?"
"Because I am American."
"I don't understand. My teachings aren't working at all! Aye dais mío…" Sad. I know.
"Look, I'm coming home now. I'll see you soon." Looks like Operation Mysterious Martinez will just have to wait.
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