Don't Dis'Grace

The story is about a 14 year old girl called Grace who tries to escape being bullied about her shape at her current school by starting at an all girls private school. However, her attraction to a certain boy only makes matters worse. Will anyone stop the bullying and more importantly, will Grace ever get her dream guy?

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When we came out of the nurse's office, I gave Lizzie my worst look. Lizzie knew that she had made me mad. 

"I'm so sorry Grace. I didn't know what I was thinking." She tried to put her arm around me but I shrugged her off.

"No, I didn't know what you were thinking either. It's alright for you, though. You aren't the one who is going to have her head smashed against a wall when Olivia finds out that someone has told her that she punched me!" More tears streamed down my face. I was so scared. What would Olivia do to me when she finds out? Someone has probably already told her and she will be waiting for me when I get outside.

"Oh Grace! Please forgive me! You know that I'm sorry! I can't say anymore than that! Oh! Oh!" I looked at Lizzie and tears were running down her cheek. I felt really bad. She deserves it though. No she doesn't. She didn't mean to say that it was Olivia who punched me.

"It's ok," I said, giving her a hug, "I forgive you."

"Really?" Lizzie snuffled. She looked up at me with her small eyes.

"Yeah. You just have to promise me one thing."

"Anything!"

"Stick with me. Be there for me. Through thick and thin. Even if Olivia offers you everything I don't. Promise you will be my best friend forever?"

"I promise! I promise I promise I promise!" cried Lizzie, hugging me close.

 

When we came out of the main building, all the girls came and crowded round me. I was in a bit of shock that they all cared so much. They were all hugging me and asking whether I was alright. Emma Shanks was there aswell. I couldn't stop myself. I exploded.

"How the hell can you come here and ask if I am alright when it was YOU who told Olivia that I fancied her boyfriend? You were going to tell her all along, weren't you? You needed the goss so that you could stay with Olivia and be popular! You ******* *****!" I found that I was crying again. All the girls looked at me and then at Emma, then at me again. I couldn't believe the language that I had came out with. Oops!

Then, Olivia came through the crowd of girls and came straight up to me, pushing aside anyone who tried to stop her.

"You little fat madame! Wait! You little fat GEEKY madame with no spine or friends."

"I'm her friend!" Someone shouted out from the crowd. They pushed their way through and out popped Lizzie. She smiled at me and I smiled back. I love my bestie! She was, well, the best!

"Oh, yes. You. Well, you don't class as a friend. You just a fire on legs." Olivia went up to Lizzie and said, "Stay out of this, titch!" and she pushed her to the ground.

Everyone gasped and stood back. Someone helped Lizzie up and then they both scampered out of sight. Olivia turned back to me.

"I will make a meal out of you. Literally. Now then, where shall I start? Shall I break your arm, your leg or your neck? Oh, I know! How about your skull, that will be fun and then..."

"Don't touch her!"

We all turned around and there, standing by the entrance to the school, was Charlie! He walked up to where we were all standing and looked at me, smiled, then turned to Olivia, and his smile dropped.

Olivia cried, "Hey babe! I was just thinking about you. How's it going, hun? I didn't think you were back until next week?" Olivia swished her hair around and smiled. Charlie, however, wasn't buying any of it.

"What's going on? Why has Grace got blood down her top and why were you threatening to break her bones? I thought you were different, Olivia. I thought you had changed. But you haven't. You haven't changed a bit. You are still the mean, wicked and cruel whitch that you have been all your life. We're finished." Charlie looked at Olivia.

"No babe. I have changed! Don't do this! Not in front of everyone! Please! I can change! I can. I....."

"Don't want to hear it. We are finished and that is the end of it." Charlie walked straight past Olivia and walked over to me. He smiled. Phwoar! I had almost forgotten how scrummy he was. He took hold of my hand, leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

murmured, "Don't be so hard on her. It's not her fault."

Charlie looked at me, puzzled.

"What? Why are you sticking up for her?"

Olivia looked surprised aswell.

"Yeah. Why are you sticking up for me?"

Everyone was being quite and listening to what was going on.

"Don't get mad at me Olivia, OK?"

"I'm not promising anything," she replied, looking at me.

I took a deep breath. Here goes.

"Well, I was in the girl toilets a few weeks back and I came across this book. I looked at it and opened it," I looked at Olivia and nearly gave her a hug. I didn't though.

"The book was your diary, Olivia."

Everyone gasped. Olivia looked like she wanted to kill me. Again

"You read my private diary? How dare you! Right, your gonna' pay for that!" She lunged at me, arms out stretched. Charlie grabbed me and pulled me to the ground.

"Hello gorgeous," he whispered in my ear, " A day hasn't gone by when I haven't thought of you. How are you? I can't believe you read Olivia's diary! What was in there? I'm sorry that she was being so horrible to you. Did she punch you? Don't worry. I will have her out of this school in no time! In the meantime, though, fancy a coffee?"

"But, you, saved me. Again! Anyway, why would you want coffee with a fat ugly looser like me?" I asked looking up at him.

"Because you may not have the looks,"

I sighed, looking at the ground. He took my cheek in his hand and pulled it upwards.

He chuckled, "But my god do you have the perfect personality for me. You don't care about what other people think about you. You just wanna' live your life. You're the one for me, Grace." Charlie bent down and kissed me softly on the lips. I smiled. This was definitely something that was going to last for a long time. Well, hopefully it was.

He pulled me up and I hugged him close. I turned back to Olivia, who was now being pinned down by four other girls.

I said, "Olivia, we need to tell someone about your parents. What they do is dangerous! We must tell someone. For your sake and your sister's."

Olivia looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

"Let me go," she whispered to the girls who were holding her down. "LET ME GO!"

The girls backed off and Olivia scrambled to her feet. She looked me in the eye and.......gave me a hug.

"Thank you," she whispered in my ear. Everyone was whispering and murmuring to each other.

"Thank you for what?" I asked, pulling away from her and looking at her.

"For telling me what to do. You're my sign. My hint. My anything! Who will I tell though? Who will help me?"

I smiled and said, "The police will know. So will a lot of other people. But for now, let's just enjoy not being enemy's anymore! Oh and, I'm sorry about the whole dumping thing with Charlie. You love him and he should be your boyfriend and...."

"Oh, shut up about Charlie. He loves you and you love him and I'm happy for you. Have him, he's yours."

"We're talking about him like he is some kind of doll!" I giggled.

"What, like Barbie?" Olivia asked.

And we both laughed.

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