Matt Always Calls Her Grace And She Lowkey Hates It But She's Too Polite To Correct People - Blog Posts

Gracie sat beneath the warm sun, her nose in a book and the nagging feeling in her mind that she should put on more sunscreen. She peaked up from her book as a group appeared and began setting up volleyball nets. There chatter slightly annoyed Gracie, as she missed the sound of simply the ocean and seagulls.

Gracie sat up with a huff and switched from her current pleasure read, a Jane Austen of course, to a work book she’d been meaning to read on effective tutoring for struggling students. She pulled out her pencil case of highlighters and note cards and switched to study mode, reapplying sunscreen and begrudgingly trying to keep her hair out of her face.

“Grace?”

Gracie’s eyes widened as she looked up to find Matt starring down, a casual smile on his face. ”H..h..heeey” Gracie said slowly. She suddenly felt very exposed both from his critical eyes of her note cards and in her current lack of full clothing.

“What are you doing Grace?”

It’s Gracie, she thought to herself as she shut her book and set it on top of her supplies to hide her obsessive organization. “Oh you know, a teachers summer life. All play and no work doesn’t sit well with my kind. Figured I’d get ahead on my reading while I still have time.”

He quirked an eyebrow at her and she felt even smaller beneath his towering stature. Her mind filled with excuses but her lips couldn’t swallow any of them. He looked indecisive for a moment before offering her his hand. “Come on”

“Where?” It was her turn to quirk and eyebrow and look at him as if he had a second head.

He smiled and shook his head in unbelief. “Into the water smarty pants. Let’s go, I command you to have some fun.”

She grabbed his hand and took a leap of faith to trust him.