subjects as easy as chewing gum.
“Yeah, Supergirl here was giving him a steamy version of some big bad x-ray vision. Probably deciding if he is a boxer or briefs kind of guy.”
Grace hit Caylie and growled as her best friend told Pam about the conversation from earlier. I was amused at hearing about myself from Caylie’s point of view. Normally her mind was a horrible place to be in, but when it was about Grace I listened.
What the—
Grace’s mind alarm went off half listening to her friend now. Caylie pinched her too hard. “Yeah, don’t go all Wonder Woman on me. You’re as weak to his charms as I am to Mike’s. Don’t impulse buy until you try it on, girl.”
“Hey, Caylie,” she held up a finger, “Wait for it.”
Pam told her, “Be impulsive, girl. He’s hot.”
I laughed at that one. If they only knew.
“Wishes for a wishing well, girl,” Grace said sadly and was just as dejected inside. What did that mean?
“I’m just saying, if the stallion chases the mare, she plays coy for the leading up to and then, BAM! Give in to him. It is what it is, sista.”
Girl logic still baffled me sometimes, especially human girls. Grace wasn’t fully human though. There was hope.
In the early years when I guarded her out of duty, I resented her for being half human. But now, after hearing human girls and the way they tick, I appreciated the way Grace’s mind thought past the silly notions that most others seemed to stay in. Grace spent more time pondering the whys in life than anything else. Even about me.
I joined their table and received brief nods with all three blushing from their conversation but didn’t give them any indication that it was heard.
Feeling Kinsler get close, I stiffened and sent Grace’s hand to her charm to hide her thoughts. Kinsler, Mike, and Jason were standing just behind her when she looked up. Switch was covered by the glamour in the corner watching. We were surrounded.
His two human cronies, Mike the goalie and Jason the referee were flanking both his sides. He wouldn’t try anything with them there, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t stir the pot black and cold. Mike started by mentioning the Halloween party next week to Caylie.
I flinched when Grace focused on how good looking she thought Kinsler was, sickening me. She thought he was bad news, but not completely a lost cause. How could she be so blind?
Grace raised her head to the flags above to avoid him in hopes he would just leave. With Kinsler trying to break into her thoughts, her hand stayed on her charm as we left without a single word spoken from any party except for Mark and Caylie. Kinsler snaked his glar just to unnerve here. When Caylie grabbed her arm, I pulled my own back forgetting my place.
Pam, the highly immature one in their friendship circle, stuck her tongue out at Kinsler.
“Stop! Let him be. He left me alone today,” Grace told her.
“Big shock!” Caylie said with no certain tone as Mike left her to go with us and he caught up to Kinsler.
“I’ll never get Kin’s fascination with you. Not meaning…just saying…oh, never mind.” Pam told Grace.
Grace let go of the necklace as soon as we exited the cafeteria and her body relaxed more.
I followed him after excusing myself when I knew Grace was safe and would be with Caylie long enough for me to confront him. I heard them talk of me the instant I left. Hell if they didn’t have a direct hotline to each other for the seconds I was away from her today willing Grace to be even more eager to get us closer.
Caylie leaned close to Grace and said, “Heard you skipped out of class in the middle for a little rendezvous.”
“Who from?” Grace asked already knowing the answer.
“Pam!”
“Figures.”
“You play right into him.” Caylie said.
“Wouldn’t you?” Grace was being blunt with her friend like I’d never