Grace was normal. Really normal. Actually, no one cared about her, because she was so normal. Invisible. Maybe in school groups, when they must work together and they should compare their notes.
And then everything changed, only because of this one summer break, where she met Simon Richardson. He was clever, cute and, to be honest with everyone, fucking hot, as she thought. But when there is a cute hot clever guy there must be one big issue... and there was actually one big; He comes from Arizona and she comes from Long Island. The good thing; he doesn't knew she is a loser. A normal, unclever, not really cute or hot loser. And at the summer break end they said goodbye to each other, thinking they will never see each other again, so in other words, they kissed each other till they couldn't breathe anymore, what was really hard, because she was really tiny and he... well, he was big. Huge, if you want to be exactly.

But then they checked, that they were totally wrong about the we-never-see-each-other- again-thing. And why? The high school started for both of them in Alexanderson, a private school for new rich people, who doesn't give a fuck about money. Well, Grace gives a fuck. But she is only one of ten people on the schools who do that. Simon is one of those people, too. That would be one point why they would give us a good couple.
And then they saw each other across the school floor, wanted to hug the other and kiss them, but they were not in the same league anymore. Something you could see if you would look at the girl on Simon's side and on the side of Grace, where is a young boy called Nicholas, not in the same league from her either, but they were friends since their mothers went to the same college and became friends. And yes, Nicholas was kinda a bad boy... as the new friends of Simon would call him.

Nicholas looked over Grace shoulder, hugging her protectively from behind, and made a grimace. „Why are you looking to the popular people? Really, what's the matter with them when you could look at me?"
Grace laughed, but she didn't look up after that, like she was used to. Her eyes are fixed to look at Simon, who directly looked back at her, but he spoke with the new girl on his side, like Nicholas talked with her. „It's not like you look bad to me, just that... he is new, okay? And I am curious, like I was for you." She said to Nicholas back. „Yeah, totally like you were curious on me. You look at him, like he is a damn snack, G! You never looked at me that way..." He made a jealous face and hugged her tighter, even if she was just his friend. „Well, should I look at you like that? You know it's not my fault, that we are not more. I wanted it, and you said no... and then we turned back to normal." Grace replied, now finally looking up to him, because he was much bigger than her.
„We were four."
„And it hurts till today!" she said with a playful sound in her voice.
Even if she was in love with Simon, and they were together in summer break, she meant it. One of the few things he will never know... well, she hopes so. And when, then he will not talk about it, she thought, thankful for that, because the friend zone was better than being his girlfriend, after all the stories she heard. And there were a lot.
The school bell rings. Simon went directly to the same room as Grace. The same room as Nicholas. With his beautiful girl on his side... he didn't look at Grace. Good, Grace thought. Then we don't need to talk either, she thought again. But it hurt her more than the comment from Nicholas about him saying no to be her boyfriend at four. Funny, she thought, the longer the distance of the thing, the less it hurts. Then she sat down and looked at the whiteboard. And he sat down next to her. Correctly, both of them, Simon and Nicholas. Clearly with the look to the whiteboard she tried to avoid them. But Nicholas broke the wall she made.
„From here, he looks like a pigeon."
Grace looked at Simon. He doesn't look like a pigeon, more like a young version of a Skywalker combined with the humor of Kenobi, what makes him a little cute, clever and hot. Shit. How is it possible, that she loved both and now they both sitting at her sites, making her crazy just with existing? It didn't help that the Skynobi combo looked at her at the same moment, where her mind and her eyes scanned him. Then something next to her eyes snapped and she looked at Nicholas again. He was serious. She didn't like him, when he is serious. That always meant he turned into the man he really was... a really really bad man. She doesn't like that version and even if it was because he was overprotective over her again, it wasn't a good thing. It was like he closed his eyes and shut down his feelings, and every time she looked in his eyes after that, he was gone. Well, most of the time he does that. Regularly, Grace added.
„You like him, don't you? How could I lose you that fast? He is ugly, and you didn't even notice that the teacher came in. What happened to us against the world and humans? I miss making fun of everyone with you."
„Can you please go to normal again and be a little more quiet?"
„C'mon, only because you are obsessed with someone new, doesn't mean we need to fight now... right?"
Grace went from chocolate dark to red berry chocolate dark. She wasn't really obsessed... no, the word „in love" would fit better in the phrase. But she couldn't say, that she wasn't obsessed over Simon either.
„Who is this man of f*cking bullshit? And why do you let him talk to you like that?"
Fuck Nicholas. He didn't know him like Grace. But no one will ever listen to me, the silent girl in the background, who watched them since the new one arrived. Well, I don't know what I should even say to them, so it's okay. But I know everything about Nicholas and Grace... and much more about the new one. Not because I stalked them the whole time, no,

even better; Nicholas is my ex and Simon,... we could say he is something like a cousin to me, since we met each other in Arizona. I am not jealous, because there are both kinda in love in Grace. More interested what will happen next. Maybe it will be like every story with three main characters in it, or she will choose the good way or the good guy this time. Or maybe she will pick Nicholas. That would be the normal option. Why do I think about this again? It's not like I am involved in their relationship thing... well, I thought I wasn't. That was before it was midnight and I got a call from Nicholas and Simon at the same time... not that I hate Simon, but instead of take his call, I took Nicholas'.
„What asshole?" I asked Nicky, the name I gave him to make him angry because it looked funny back in time when we were together.
„Well... I know I shouldn't call you and I didn't even know that I have still your number, but... do you have time tomorrow?" he replied, hopefully. He replied, hopefully. Who in the fuck of Nicholas himself changed him so much, that he replied hopefully? I should talk with Grace, she made him as a better guy, since it's seemed he likes her more than in the friendly way.
„Tomorrow evening or tomorrow noon?" „What about tomorrow morning?"
Morning. Never ever in my life did I met him in the morning, so it must be important for him. Sure, he didn't want to talk with me about us. I was forgetting he had only a heart for Grace, not for me. But now I can't say no to him, because I already asked him about when.
"Fine. Tomorrow morning. Don't forget the coffee and the chocolate muffin."
And that was my only demand I ever said to him. I don't even wanted to be involved in this whole bullshit thing, but what should I do? Nicholas broke up with me, I never said that I had no more feelings for him and Simon goes to my school because that was the only way we could stay in contact and his parents... we should say there are never at home, not even on Christmas or Eastern, so we only had each other, before he met Grace and his new friends at my school.

My brain went from normal to very fucked. Nicholas will come over tomorrow morning. The last time he did that was when he was drunk and... we fucked. There was no better word to describe that. I mean, there were a lot I could tell we did in that night and I don't know how we did the most things of them... but tomorrow he will not be drunk again. He will remember everything. There will be this wall between us, he had since we met each other the first time. He will not be interested in me or my body or how good I am at fucking his soul out of his body. This time, he will talk about Grace with me... like I am the only one who talks with him. Maybe I am really the only one. But talking about his next thing is a little hard, when you were his girlfriend before. The most thing I regret; saying yes to meeting him tomorrow, because I can't say no to this fucking asshole.

And in the next morning, the bell rings and I opened it immediately, because he was very late and school will start in an hour. 

"You're late."

"You didn't change."

"What a compliment..." I mumbled, then let him in and took away the coffee and chocolate muffin to bite in and drink before he spokes to me again and kills me with every word a little bit more.

"I don't even know why I am here... I think..."

"You didn't think. Thar's why you're here." I interrupted, with a cold voice. 

"Don't be like that. We broke up 1 month ago. I am just here to... well, I don't know why I am exactly here. But I am and I can't change it right now." he replied, lying to himself.

"You can, you know where the door is. That's the first thing you notice before you fuck a girl. The entrance, so you can leave, before everyone is awak. Not that it's your fault that the most girls are sad and angry in the morning." I joked, a bad sarcasm undertone followed. Then I bite from the chocolate muffin again and looked out the window 

"What? Did I hurt you? Is that why you show me your cold shoulder? Please Avadon, you knew that would happen since day 1. Don't be ridiculous and mean, I don't need that today, too."

Than the bell rings again. Simon.