Grace and I had an amazing time yesterday, going to Starbucks and watching a movie together. She dozed off on me, and I fell asleep soon after. It's now around 9:00 and her small figure is sprawled across by chest. She's in an uncomfortable position so I gently sit up to move her body up, trying not to wake her up. She suddenly opens her eyes, then sits up slowly. "Sorry I woke you up." I say apologetically. "It's fine, my mom's
probably wondering where I'm at anyways. I push myself up off the ground, grab her hand, and help her up. "Where's your bathroom?" she asks. "It's right down there." I answer, pointing down a hallway. Grace walks down and opens the door. When she comes out, her hair is more tamed than it was when she woke up. "I gotta go, sorry!" she says, grabbing her bag. "It's alright." I reply smiling. "I had a great time." she says. "Me too." I reply. Grace wraps her arms around her sides and I hug her back. "See ya!" she says. "Bye Grace! I'll call you later!" I reply. She flashes a smile at me before heading out the door. I think I found my Grace. Yes, I made a Supernatural reference.
A/N: Credit to -__SkinnyLove__-
for the last couple of sentences :)
(Sorry the chapters have been short, Misha's P.O.V will usually be shorter than Grace's)