Blue's POV
"Would you stop moving around? You are making me nervous." Grace told me and I sat down at my desk while tapping my feet on the floor, still having a nervous breakdown.
"I can't, I'm just so worked up about what Zack is trying to tell me. What if he's trying to end it with me?"
Grace rolls over on my bed then looks up at me. "Okay? You're not together so what's the point of him telling you that he doesn't want to see you anymore? Or what if he wants to move it to the next level." Grace points out with an ah-ha face.
"Plus who wanna let go of you? You're so attractive? You're smart and I love that your front teeth are―"
My teeth?
"Why would you say something about my teeth?" I whine in a hurtful voice then cover my mouth. I'm very insecure about my teeth.
"No babe they are fine I'm just saying it makes you more attractive. Oh those eyes. Those are my favorite parts about you!"
I don't know how anyone can look at me and say I'm the most gorgeous person on earth.