michael's pov:
During detention with Grace i couldn't quit looking at her. The way that her hair just fell out of place and her not giving a fuck about it. Her skin was glowing and she kept looking down at her papers. Everytime she'd catch me stare i would just smirk at her but i knew she felt uncomfortable. When detention came to an end, i wanted to speak to Grace. I couldn't because she's so terrified of me now, i wanted to apologize to her for being such a dick, why do i hurt the ones i love? I wanted to talk to her. I tried to grab her wrist because she was walking away so fast and she tried to shove me off. When i turned her hand over i saw what i was afraid of seeing. I'm such an idiot, i made her feel so worthless to a point that she felt the need to self harm. I asked what was that in shock and she flipped at me. I can't blame her, i've given her shit all year. I watched her run out and i tried to stop her but she looked so angry i didn't want to annoy her more so i stopped at the front and watched her run. I got in my car and drove back home, i slammed the front door. "Oh is that you michael, sweety come help me in the kitchen please." I walked in the kitchen and kissed my mum on the cheek, "Hey mum what's wrong?" "Can you please just bring this tray of crackers and dip out on the deck, your father has some of his friends over." I never really got along with my dad, he always hated my facial peircings and my tattoos but i didn't care. I grabbed the tray and placed it on the table outside."Good ol' mike" Tom said shaking my hand, i said hi to his friends but my dad didn't say anything to me. "Oh hey to you too dad." I said walking off. I walked back inside and saw my mum doing the dishes, i walked to my room and put my phone on the dock and played Heart like yours - Williamette stone.
How could a heart like yours,
ever love a heart like mine?
How could i live before,
how could i have been so blind.
You opened up my eyes.
Every thought of Grace rushed through my mind. I couldn't help but think about her. Why do i treat her so bad? Is this the way i express my emotions? That night i couldn't sleep, just visions of her were taking over me. I fell asleep around 5 and woke up at 7. I was a mess, i could smell bacon and eggs downstairs, I got up out of bed feeling miserable. I put on my Pink Floyd tshirt and wore my only pair of black jeans. It's funny because Grace & I have similar taste in music and clothes. We both listen to bands and like wearing band merch and black jeans. My hair was red so i left it the way it was, i walked downstairs and smelt breakfast. "Goodmorning mikey, your breakfast is on the table." I kissed mum on the cheek "thanks mum." I sat down and had breakfast and dad walked in. "Marie if you keep babying Michael, he'll never learn how to take care of himself." "Oh shut up walter." I replied back. "Excuse me but dont ever talk to me like that." He yelled back. I stood up and grabbed my bag and my keys, "I'm going to school now, see you when i get home." I said angrily. I shut the door and went out to my car. I put my Good Charlotte cd in the player and after that as i was adjusting the mirror i saw Grace, she was walking to school as always but today she looked so beautiful. I didn't know what it was. Grace and i lived in the same court but she never goes out. I wind down my window, "Hey grace, need a lift?" I said smirking. "Leave me alone clifford." She said looking down. She always said that For fucks sake, i hate it when she says that because i can't leave her alone. "Look i'm not here to start trouble, i want to talk." I said while hopping out of the car. She looked at me confused, "Are you serious?" She questioned me. "Yes" i said blankly. She walked over and she looked amazing and she doesn't even know. Her hair was down as always and was in her face, she wore a foo fighters tshirt and black skinny jeans and her black converse like always. I didn't realize i was staring at her the whole time until she said "what?" "Nothing" i said, "Just hop in." She sat down in the passenger seat and i drove. "Ah you like Good Charlotte?" She asked all shy. "Yeah, of course." I replied. "Oh cool same, favorite song?" She asked, i'm surprised she's even talking to me considering i've been bullying her. I replied "Oh, little things of course!" She looked at me and went all blank, "What?" I asked, "Nothing" she whispered. The car ride was quite, i watched her admire the trees and nature outside of the window. I parked right infront of the school and she finally broke the silence. "Why are you being nice to me?" She asked looking at me. I looked down at her and she had this little spark in her eye, Everytime i annoyed her and she'll tell me to go away that spark was always there and i couldn't help but just stare right into it. "Look i want to make things right, i've seen you lately and i can tell your hurting. I wanted to apoligize for all the bullying i have done to you. I'm such a dick and if you don't want to accept my apology i understand okay?" She looked at me in shock and it wasn't long until she started crying.
