-Conquistador // 30 Seconds To Mars

Yay! Grace! I’ve kind of decided what to do with her which is good. This is short (by Grace story standards) but I’m getting back into the swing of Grace

Grace Milton;
Mentioned @kkerry and @chrissykinz

“So what’s been happening with your brother and Gabriel recently?” Clover asked me as we walked through campus, on the way to have lunch. I was having one of those days where I just needed to be with people and Clover was understood that thankfully.

“Oh.” I shrugged, twisting my rings around my finger nervously, “They’re still together but working their way back to where they were.” I quoted Joe as I slipped my arm into Clover’s. She thankfully said nothing about it.

“That’s good right?” Clover asked me with a smile, “That your brother’s let go of his anger.”

“I wouldn’t say he’s let go of it exactly,” I laughed bitterly, causing Clover to look at me a little concerned, “He’s still kind of angry and nothing’s the same.”

“Oh babe,” She said sympathetically, probably because she didn’t know what else to say.

“Hey, it’s fine.” I shrugged nonchalantly, “Knowing Joe I’m surprised that he’s forgiven me this much. I’ll take what I can.”

Clover looked at me with this considering look on her face, like she wanted to say more but before she had the chance Karl was suddenly standing in front of us.

“Karl what the hell?” I snapped as we pulled up short, overbalancing so as not to collide with the idiot.

“Grace. Just the girl I’m looking for.” He smiled this sinister looking grin which was never good. Karl seeking me out come to think of it was odd and meant something was up.

“Fck off Karl I’m not the in the mood for you being a dck today.” I sighed. Clover squeezed my elbow supportively which was reassuring and got me to calm down a little.

“I’m worried about Thomas.” He said bluntly, which wasn’t what I was expecting to come out of his mouth at all.

“Oh.” I said dropping my defensiveness a bit and frowning, because my day did not need this, “What’s happened?” 

Karl eyed Clover suspiciously form the corner of his eye, “Can we talk about this somewhere else.”

“What do you think Clover’s going to do?” I scoffed, rolling my eyes, “Transcribe what you say and put it in the school paper.” Karl just cocked an eyebrow and didn’t respond.

“It’s alright,” Clover finally broke our weird stalemate, eye flicking between us, “I can go. I think Everett wanted to meet up at some point today anyway.”

“Of course he did.” I teased her, giving her a quick hug, “You two crazy kids have fun.”

Clover threw a rude gesture over her shoulder as she walked away. I let out a small chuckle before returning my attention to Karl, “Right how bout you feed me and tell me what’s been going on.”

Which is how I found myself sitting at one of the campus coffee shops eating lunch with Karl 20 minutes later, something I never thought I’d ever do.

“Alright.” I said through a mouthful of salad, “What’s got you so worried that you’ve decided you don’t hate spending time alone with me.”

“I don’t hate spending time with you.” He retorted with a confused look painted across his face.

“You don’t have to pretend with me it’s fine,” I waved my fork around, perhaps a little bit to vigorously as he shrunk back from me slightly, “So tell me what’s up with the menace we’re lucky enough to call a friend.”

Karl sniggered at the (very apt I might say) description of Thomas before his face sobered up, “Now I know I’m one to advocate getting drunk and random hook ups but I think he’s taken my teachings and is using them for evil.” Karl explained somehow managing to remain a bit of an ass whilst showing concern. Clearly it was a talent.

“He’s a big boy, he can make his own choices no matter how much I disagree with them.” I shrugged, spearing a piece of lettuce. Still if it was bad enough Karl had come to seek me out, it probably meant I’d have to get involved. “Are you sure you’re not just jealous the student has surpassed the teacher.” I teased. It probably wasn’t that but it was what was expected of me and Karl.

“We went out the other night and he hit on a guy,” Karl explained. I opened my mouth to indignantly tell him there was nothing wrong with that when he continued, “He hit on this guy who was taller than 6 foot, bearded, and well muscled.” He paused, “he thought this guy was a woman.”

“He thought a giant, body builder was a woman.” I asked slowly, just to make sure Karl wasn’t pulling my leg. It was something I’m sure he would do.

“Yes. Which was when I decided perhaps it was time to get the best friend involved.” He shrugged, before taking a bite of his disgusting, greasy looking hamburger.

“Okay so maybe he needs help but what do you want me to do about?” I asked in frustration. I really didn’t need to get in anymore drama this academic year at least. Preferably ever.

“I don’t know. Talk to him maybe.” Karl suggested with a shrug. That boy was the least helpful person on the planet.

“Oh yea. That’s a good idea.” I scoffed, stabbing angrily at the salad with my fork, “I’ll talk to him and he’ll get mad and I’ll destroy another relationship in my life. Thanks but no thanks.” 

“Hey stop that.” Karl said sternly, closing his hand over mine and making me leave the poor lettuce alone, “You don’t have to talk to him then but I think we have to do something.”

“No, you’re right you are.” I smiled weakly at him because he was, “I’m just not sure what to do.”

“We can think of something I’m sure.” He squeezed my hand before prying the fork out of my grip and setting it down on the table.

“We can. But can we do it some other time.” I asked, taking a drink so I could avoid his gaze and hide my embarrassment, “I don’t think I have it in me today.”

He was silent for a minute, so I looked back up to catch his eye, surprised to see he was smiling sympathetically at me, “Sure. One of those days?”

“Yeah.” I shrugged not sure if he meant in general or if Thomas had told him about when I had these days. I couldn’t really care, “Can I go back home now, if you’re done?” I asked quietly.

“Sure.” He nodded, pushing his chair back and standing up, “Come on I’ll walk you home.” Which basically meant Thomas had probably told him about my ridiculously clingy days I noted absentmindedly, still not caring.

We walked back to the house in silence that was less awkward than I would have expected, his shoulder brushing mine ever so often in a comforting way. When we finally arrived back at the house Aria and Dean were sitting under the tree outside the house.

“Hey Grace.” Aria called out with a wave when they caught site of me.

“If it isn’t my favourite Theta Girl.” Dean cried, before spotting the glare Aria was shooting and quickly clarifying, “besides Aria of course.”

“You’ll be alright?” Karl leant down to whisper in my ear making me jump.

“Yes thanks.” I nodded before stepping away from him. Towards Aria and Dean, “we’ll talk later yea?”

“Course.” Karl smiled his cocky grin, back to normal, “I’ll call you!”

“How do you have my number?” I called after his retreating back in confusion.

“Stole it from Thomas’ phone.” He called over his shoulder before walking away.

“What was that about?” Dean asked in confusion as I settled in between him and Aria making sure I was touching both of them without seeming desperate and needy.

“Nothing Important.” I shrugged, hoping they’d ignore it.

And Dean bless his soul did, launching into some story about this hot blonde in one of his classes. Well at least I knew hell hadn’t completely frozen over.
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