Geek Transformation.

Chapter 37.

I pull my dark brown wavy hair into a tight pony tail leaving my bangs out neatly.

I examine my outfit.

It consisted of a colorful blouse with thin straps and tight black jeans.

I had paired the outfit with some navy blue shoes and wore a light blue green pearl necklace to stand out.

I hug my bare arms starring at them from my reflection.

I knew if I was the old Grace, I would never think of wearing something like this, ever.

I was too self conscious, of the way I looked.

I frown.

"That old Grace isn't completely gone" I whisper.

She's still there.

She's still a part of me.

And I'm not letting her go that easily.

With that I grab a dark thin sweater and put it on covering my arms.

Grabbing my bag I exit my room to get to school.

~*~

"Again with the sitting issue" I say forcing a small gentle laugh.

It's such a pain acting like everything is ok between us.

It's a pain to act this calm when in reality I want to yell at him, shout, cry even.

But I can't.

I have to remain strong, calm, and normal.

His head lifts up from his book and his eyes carelessly roam my body head to toe.

I try my best not to squirm under his stare.

It wasn't hard I remained calm with my chin lifted in confidence.

I clear my throat purposely.

"Up here Johnson" I announce.

"Sorry" he apologizes.

"You just look good" he compliments with a shrug.

I don't respond.

"I know" I finally say taking a seat across from him.

He snorts.

"Wow" he comments.

"Problem?" I question with a raised brow opening my book.

"I never thought you would become like one of them" he replies.

"Like who?" I play dumb.

"Those stuck up girls......Claire and Vanessa to be exact" he retorts.

"For the last time, Claire isn't a bad person" I defend.

"And I'm nowhere near like Vanessa Cruz. So don't compare me with her" I warn.

He slowly closes his book his eyes meeting mine.

I don't rip my gaze off his.

I watch him as he stands up from his chair and leans in closer to my face.

He stops just inches away causing my breath to hitch.

Unfortunately, the way I feel or get when he's this close to me or touches me hasn't changed.