Fing Perfect - S01 E62

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Fing Perfect - S01 E62

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 62

When they separated, Grace felt her phone vibrate and saw a text from Jeanette saying that her and Megan had arrived.

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"Alright, well my friends are waiting for me," Grace said. "See you in 6th period?"

"As always," Dana replied with a smile, waving as Grace started to walk in the other direction.

"Oh, and Grace?"

Grace stopped and turned to look at Dana quizzically.

"I want all the juicy details about your romantic date with Cal tonight!"

Grace's face immediately lit on fire, and she glanced around to see if any other students had heard Dana.

"H-how did you-" she began to ask, stammering.

Dana smiled, this time making use of her usual demonic smirk. "Because Cal blew me off when I asked if she wanted to hang out after school today. You should've seen her face when she blurted out that she'd be with you."

Grace was sure it was similar to the face that she was making now.

"Okay, bye Dana!" she yelled, immediately making her escape.

"Love ya Grace!"

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After being tackled by her blubbering pair of friends before class, Grace did her best to readjust to her old classes. It was definitely strange being back behind a desk in a classroom of twenty other students. She's mostly just seen the inside of her bedroom for the past several weeks.

But school was her element, so she quickly became comfortable with the environment again. She studiously took notes and visited with Jeanette and Megan after classes.

As the afternoon approached, she was especially looking forward to a particular class. It was even hard to focus in the library during lunch where she caught up on some extra homework.

She honestly felt a little ridiculous – looking forward to seeing someone she'd already seen plenty enough.

Although time seemed to be passing by painfully slow, lunch ended and sixth period was finally next up on Grace's schedule.

Heart pounding, she headed up to that old hallway on the second floor of the east wing. A wave of nostalgia crashed into her as she approached the door for room 212. It felt like an eternity since she'd been there.

Slowly, she opened the door, florescent light filling her view as she entered the classroom. To her right was Mr. Morrison sitting at his desk, regarding Grace with a smile.

"Good to see you back, Grace," he said.

Grace nodded to him before looking towards the opposite side of the room.

And there she was.

Cal beamed when her eyes caught Grace's, and Grace half expected her to run across the room and pull her into a hug. But they were at school, not at Grace's house, so the blonde stayed firmly in her seat.

Grace walked over, unable to keep the corners of her mouth spreading into a smile. She sat next to her girlfriend, ignoring her usual spot a desk away.

"It's been a while since I've seen you walk through that door," Cal said, still grinning like an idiot.

"Especially since I always got here before you anyway," Grace teased.

Cal's eyes flickered up and down, taking Grace in. She leaned a little closer, her voice dropping to a lower volume. "Are you doing alright?"

"Yeah," Grace replied. "It's weird to be back, but easier than I thought it would be."

Cal smiled once more. "I'm glad. I was a little worried, especially since I was late getting here this morning."

"What a day to be late," Grace teased, rolling her eyes.

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"Hey, I already feel bad enough," Cal said. "Plus, it wasn't my fault I had to jump start my car."

"Excuses," Grace replied. Then she noticed that something felt like it was missing from the usual sixth period sociology scene. She quickly pinpointed what it was. "Hey, where's Dana?"

The warning bell had just rung, and usually once it did it meant that Dana wasn't going to show up.

"Maybe she ditched?" Cal suggested.

Grace thought back to the morning when she saw Dana – the cheerleader had told her she'd see her in class. But perhaps there was more to it than the girl just not wanting to come to class. She was smarter than she seemed, after all.

But Grace was honestly relieved. The last thing she needed was for Dana to be watching their every move with the knowledge that they were together again.

"I heard you turned down a date with her," Grace teased.

Cal raised an eyebrow. "Date?"

"Yeah, for tonight."

Cal scoffed. "As if. You jealous of her again?"

Grace rolled her eyes. "Well she is prettier than me."

"Lies, all lies," Cal replied. "Plus, I think she's more attached to you anyway."

"I don't know what planet you're living on."

Cal smiled, her expression suddenly turning a little dreamy. It made Grace's skin tingle, and she suddenly felt the urge to kiss the other girl. The urge only grew when Cal leaned closer to whisper in Grace's ear, causing the brunette to freeze up.

"I'm looking forward to tonight," Cal breathed. Her voice was more nervous than suggestive, but it still sent shivers throughout Grace's body. Cal pulled back, sitting straight up.

"You don't know how hard it was to convince my mom that I didn't need Sam to stay over while she went on her work trip," Cal said, her voice returning to its normal octave.

Grace laughed a bit nervously, ear still burning from Cal whispering into it. "What, she doesn't trust you?"

"She thinks I'd throw a party or something," Cal said, shrugging. "But she calmed down when I said I'd invite my honor student friend to sleep over."

Naturally, Cal's mother still didn't know about the true nature of their relationship. Grace was certain that Cal wasn't planning to let the cat out of the bag until she moved out. For now, they'd just have to take advantage of her mom's ignorance.

"We're not gonna get any surprise visits from your sister, are we?" Grace asked.

"No...honestly, I just told her that I was having you over and that was enough to make sure she stays far away," Cal admitted, laughing nervously.

Grace knew now that Cal's sister was aware of their relationship. It put Grace on edge, but Cal assured her that Samantha wasn't going to judge or spill their secret to her mother. But that didn't stop Grace from feeling awkward and embarrassed. Especially now that Samantha knew the two girls would be at Cal's house alone for the night.

"Hey, it was the only way I could make sure she doesn't check on me," Cal explained, noticing Grace's discomfort. "My mom'll be harassing her about it the whole night."

"Ugh, I'm never gonna be able to look your sister in the eye," Grace groaned, rubbing her temples.

"Well, if it helps, she won't be able to look you in the eye either," Cal offered.

Grace gave her the side-eye. "It doesn't."

"Alright, class, we're going to continue where we left off yesterday in the PowerPoint," Mr. Morrison announced, pulling up a presentation on the smart board.