Hello, my Musketeers😅. I am sorry for not updating this story any sooner. I am so sorry. I have promised that I won't let you down and I won't, Musketeers honour😾. Hope you are enjoying the story because I still feel a little jittery. You guys are the best for hanging in there. I love you guys. And now, here is an update of the story. Enjoy it.
Yours forever, JennyBee14.
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Michael's POV
She just stares in a daze and looks ahead as if she was seeing the future. I got worried and shook her gently.
" Grace? Are you okay?" I said and suddenly someone pushed my hand away from her and I came face to face to a tall dude, shorter than me with an inch, ginger hair, green eyes, angry face expression.
" Don't touch her." He said and narrowed his eyes at me and I stared at him with boredness.
" Chillax. I only wanted to talk to her." I said unfazed by him.
" What did you want to tell her?" He said in a deep voice.
" None of your beeswax." I said, being irritated by him. Is he her boyfriend or something?
Aidan's POV.
He's not even scared of me! He looked at me without blinking and he was obviously relaxed!
3rd Person's POV.
" Grace!" Mellisa shouted and ran to Grace's side. Other students gathered around her in worry, asking her if she was okay.
" Are you okay?" She said with concern and Grace blinked and nodded quickly and took in a deep breath.
Grace's POV.
I can't believe this...my parents, whom I trusted with everything...whom I loved...they betrothed me?! This is unbelievable....
Then Michael walked up to my side and whispered in my ear.
" Please can I talk to you privately?" He whispered into my ear and I held my breath and reluctantly nodded. I knew that we needed to talk. We need to talk about what this means for him, for me, for us? It's just so unreal and real....
Michelle's POV.
Ugh. Everyone is paying attention to her! This is so annoying!
" Lily, get my bag from my locker, Susie, buy me a new sandwich, Jen, let's go." I said to my girls and I walked towards Aidan.
" Aidan?" I purred as I touched his biceps lightly.
" Yeah?" He said looking ahead.
" What's wrong? You look worried." I said innocently.
" I'm just wondering who that guy was, and what he told Grace. He kinda creeps me out..." Aidan said and I instantly snapped.
" Oh puleeeeeeez! She is getting all the attention! Why?!!! I'm special! Bow before ME!!!! I said with my red face and everybody looked at me and laughed whil chanting:
" Michelle is Jealous! #JellyMich!"
Ugh! This totally sickens me.
Grace's POV.
As, I got away from Michelle's hissy fitty, I thought about all that has happened. Did my parents think I wasn't ready to know about this? Well, technically yes..but I deserved to know! This concerns my future. It is called MY future for a reason! It involves ME!
MY...
LIFE...
IS....
RUINED!!!!
Michael entered an empty classroom and I followed him. Then he turned around to face me and there was silence.
" Well? Talk." I said with my hand across my chest, feeling insecure. He sighed and put his hand in his pockets.
" Look, Grace, I...I know its hard for you to trust or get married to someone you have probably never set your eyes on. It's the same for me too. When my parents told me, I was mad, furious even. Not only because of me but because of you. I didn't want you to get into a forced marriage or do something against your will so I came here to talk to you. They only told me last night so I felt pretty bad about it and I felt even worse when they told me that you didn't know what was going on. I felt you had the right to know because you're in this too. I tried to do something about it but they just won't listen to me. They don't even know I'm here..." He said looking outside and I instantly felt bad for him. He was dragged into this too so it's not his fault.
It's our parents.
" So, what do you think?" He said looking at me with sadness.
" I don't know. What am I supposed to think?" I said with wet eyes.
" I mean, about all this. The betrothal?"
" I feel so many emotions right now! But I want you to know that I am not angry at you...only at my parents and yours. They are the enemy. What right do they have?!!!" I said in an annoyed tone as I ran my hand through my hair and Michael chuckled.
" I get it. Chillax." He said.
" What does 'chillax' mean?" I said with a raised eyebrow.
" It's like you put chill and relax together, Chillax." He said and I smirked.
" But this whole thing, I feel so confuzzled." I said and he narrowed his eyes at me.
" What does 'confuzzled' mean?" He asked.
" It's like when you put confused and puzzled together, Confuzzled." I said and he smirked.
" Well someone has a sense of humor." He said and folded his arms across his chest.
" Well I didn't get it from my parents because if this is their idea of a joke, it is not funny." I said and he smiled.
" Don't get any funny ideas that I like you because I am talking to you. It is only because I have to talk to you." I said as I furrowed my eyebrows and he chuckled.
" You are adorable." He said and I pouted.
" I am not adorable. I am dangerous and fierce as a tiger. Don't test me." I said with a pout.
" Point taken." He said with his mouth twitching around the edges and I rolled my eyes.
" So, are we done?" I said standing on my tip- toes.
" Yup. Bye Miss. Richards. Hope to see you again some other time." He said with hope in his eyes.
" The next time you probably see me is on my wedding day." I said walking towards the door slowly.
" Don't you mean OUR wedding day?" He said and I turned around and glared at him.
" Don't stretch it punk." I said with a glare and he raised his hands up in surrender while stifling a laugh.
" OK Grace." He said and I glared at him again.
" Miss. Richards." He corrected and I smiled at him.
" Better." I said and started to walk away.
" Wait." He said and I stopped.
" Yes. What is it?" I said not facing him.
" Can I have your phone number?" He asked and there was silence.
" Ugh!" I said grunting and turned around.
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Timeskip...At home.....
When I got home, I had mentally prepared what I was going to say to my parents. There was no one at home except for the house maids, Leila and Tianna and the chef, Greyson. The laundry man was here too.
" Salut, Monsieur Martién( Hi, Mr. Martién.)" I said to him since he was French.
" Salut, ma soeur (Hi, my sister.)" He said beaming. I used to wonder why he always called me his sister. He is way older than me.
I entered the house and greeted Leila, Tianna and Greyson with a southern greeting since they were from Texas.
" Hawdy y'all!" I said and they smiled.
" Hawdy Miss. Richards." They said.
Then I realised how big my house was. My house has 2 saunas, a gym, a swimming pool, an indoors basketball court, a jacuzzi, a game room, a golf area, 8 bedrooms, each with their own bathroom, a dining area, 2 sitting rooms (one upstairs and one downstairs.), 1 pool/snooker room, a guesthouse and a library.
" I'll be up in my room guys." I said and they nodded. I count all 3 of them as part of my family. We talk and they give me some pretty great advice since my dad and mum are not really 'stay-home-with-your-family' people.
My family is the 2nd richest family in the state, The Richards. It's practically in our name, Rich-ards. My parents are very successful business people. But I just wish they had more family time.
I went upstairs to my room and dumped my bag on my bed. I looked around my room and sighed.
I slump on my bed and look at my grey ceiling. I feel all mixed up inside. I hugged my giant pink teddy bear and lay in it's flufiness.
Then there is a knock at the door.
" Come in!" I said, my voice muffled by my teddy bear. Then Tiana came in.
" Miss Richards-" She was saying as she curtsied but I interrupted her.
" Please Tianna, we are all friends here. Call me Grace and please don't curtsy. It makes me feel old."I said with a small smile and she smiled shyly.
" OK, Grace. Your friend Mellisa is here." She said and she went.
I took a deep breath and jumped off my bed. I slid on the stairs railing and jumped off at the end. I opened the door and was immediately hugged by Mellisa.
" Gracie!, are you okay? Are you hurt? Did he do anything to you?" She said as she looked at me with concern and I pulled her into a hug and she relaxed into my arms.
" I'm fine Lisa. I'm okay. Thanks for looking out for me. I appreciate it. I am so lucky to have you as a friend." I said as I smoothed her hair with my other hands while hugging her.
" You don't need to thank me for that. That's what friends do."
" You are not a friend, you are my best friend," I said and she hugged me tightly.
" And that will never change. I am always here for you." She said and we seperated smiling at each other.
" Come on. To my secret bunker!" I said doing a heroic pose and she giggled and we were just about to start climbing the stairs when the doorbell rang.
" I'll get it and come upstairs quickly. Go without me." I said but Mellisa widened her eyes.
" No way. You go get it and I'll wait here. I don't want that guy to show up here and freak you out." She said taking a protective beside me and I smirked.
" Over protective friends." I muttered.
" Just get the door." She said with fierceness and I rolled my eyes.
" OK Mother." I said and opened the door.
" Sweethart!"
" Mum?!"