I STOLE A HEART

CRUSH LIST

Ist crush: OLIVER SANDERS.

Description; brown hair, tall, built, muscular, blue eyes, dimples. (SENIOR, AGE 18.

2nd crush: MILES CONORS

Description; blond hair, tall, lean, blue eyes, split chin. (SOPHOMORE, AGE 17).

3rd crush; ALISTAIR WELLS

Description; dark hair, tall, lean, brown eyes, British accent. (SOPHOMORE, AGE 18)

4th crush: THAYER CASTLE

Description: red head, tall, built, green eyes. (FRESHMAN, AGE 16).

Now this is Grace's crush list and oh yes, she is boy crazy.

Recap.

She raised I hand as high as I could and slapped her making sure to hear the wack across her face. The expression on her face and everyone else's was priceless. Yup I Grace just bitch slapped Pamela Schmidt. 

The look on Pamela's face was priceless and it's colour bright red was expected but what wasn't expected was the standing ovation Grace got as each and everyone of the students began clapping and cheering her name. The smile on Grace's face couldn't have gotten bigger as Pamela ran out furiously and in shame. Grace actually started laughing to herself very pleased when the strangest thing happened; a drop of water touched Grace's hair then some more. The whole school went silent as more water dropped on Grace.

"What the hell is going on" Grace said freaking out as she started to get soaked. The sky thundered only on her as she became more and more drenched and suddenly there was screaming in the background as she started to feel faint and dizzy...

"WAKE UP, WAKE UP LOSER" someone in the background screamed as Grace jolted up with a scream.

" Aaaah" Grace shrieked coming to her senses. She looked at her surroundings, she was in Economics class. Everybody stared at her puzzled and the teacher just looked bored.

"Hey welcome back to the land of the living , I bet that dream was so good you didn't want to back" a boy said behind Grace and everybody snickered and laughed. At that point Grace turned around still on her chair to see the boy who was standing above her smirking holding a half empty water bottle. That's when it dawned on her; she had fallen asleep during the class and he whoever he was was had taken the liberty of making her into the show of the day and for that she stared at him incredulously.

"What, like what you see" the boy said and smirked which incited some 'oohs' from the class. All this while Grace still stared at him like he was some alien from Mars.

"Yo Evans, I bet she's probably having a wet dream now, I think you need to wake her up again" one stupid boy from the class shouted. The whole class laughed. Oh so Evans was his name. At that Grace boiled with anger and since this situation couldn't get any worse she decided to add to it. She stood up straight neared Evans and took the water bottle. She opened it and poured it slowly over Evans' head with relish. The whole class oozed and aahd.

"Now you, can go have a wet dream" she said dropping the plastic bottle on his head like it was the icing on the cake. The whole class laughed as the boy's jaw tightened.

"Okay, that's enough, you too are going to detention" Mr Montgomery said as the bell rang and Grace groaned inwardly. I picked up my books and walked out of the class to detention while the other students went home. Maybe this was a bad idea she thought as Grace opened the door of the class that served as detention.

"Well looks like we have a new comer" Mr Morris; the math teacher who obviously had a problem with her snorted immediately she entered the classroom.

"Well isn't this just great" Grace muttered sarcastically under her breath as she closed the door behind her knowing she was closing hope's door with her own hands.