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GOOD FOR YOU MIKA!!!! GOOD FOR YOU!!!!!

[ text to 🥰 lover boy 🥰]: in a bush, john!!! [ text to 🥰 lover boy 🥰]: i guess thats better than on yourself or something. [ text to 🥰 lover boy 🥰]: you might not be saying that in the morning. [ text to 🥰 lover boy 🥰]: i'm sure you do, you drunk boy.

eyes immediately lit with excitement, hand grabbing onto his hip from where he now crowded over her. his lips were hovering over her ear and god, if she hadn't physically shivered at the feeling of his whisper on her. another party, another night jules basically forced her to join them at the hockey house. after the last couple of months, however, it didn't take much of any begging from them to have her join. grace had asked him one thing: if they were going to be intimate, it had to only be her. grace liked him...like a lot, but she didn't want this to just be kissing and hooking up. she had been officially dilaurentis'd and there was no going back....like at all. she had a big, terrible and ugly crush. "yes," an immediate, almost excited nod. "that's a hell yes, actually." grace wanted to grab him by the belt and pull him into the closest room, no matter what it was, but she unfortunately had some pride to keep. "i'll meet you in the bathroom in 5 minutes. actually, no, make that 3. actually," she dropped to a whisper, "make that right now."

[ text to THE allison hayes ]: oh haha thank you! and i just wanted to say you're more amazing! [ text to THE allison hayes ]: where do you happen to be right now?

grace hadn't been completely asleep, but logan's voice pulled her out of whatever dream was creeping in. "hey," hand reached for him, tips of her nails immediately running across the skin of his bicep. it had been a long long night filled with a lot of different emotions: anger, disappointment, sadness. it was extremely easy for grace to see that watching garrett fight tonight wasn't the easiest thing for john to see. let alone, having to pull your best friend off another player probably wasn't his favorite part of it. from what they had talked about, garrett wasn't ready to talk about it either. "he's going to be okay," a squeeze to his bicep, "maybe he'll tell you why in a couple days, right? he's probably feeling a lot too." a yawn, hand covering her mouth for just a second. grace had never understood the whole fighting part of hockey, but from where she had been sitting at the game it seemed like garrett started punching him out of nowhere. "you're going to be okay too, okay? everyone will be".

oh no, oh no, oh no. "i think i'm starting to get it now," his lips were so soft. they were soft, they were smooth. he was so fun to kiss. the way he smiled into her lips, it made her practically groan on the spot. grace had seen him kiss hundreds of times before, but the way he smiled onto her was different. it had to be. god, he was a good kisser. it wasn't just that either. his arms were big, his body was big. only his hand was on her hip. deans fingers on the loophole of her jeans made grace feel like she belonged to him. it was so easy for dean to hold the attention of room and he held the attention of, well, her. all those girls across campus that made up the dean dilaurentis fan club, happily taking pieces of him for just a night. ugh, it made sense. grace pulled to her tippy-toes to steal another kiss, cheeks a pink color the second heels hit the floor again. dean was scary, but she was starting to like living life with just a little fear.

[ text to THE allison hayes ]: does this work? [ text to THE allison hayes ]: omg i am so sorry [ text to THE allison hayes ]: i am alive! and so full already! how are you? how is new york going?

[ text to queen hayes ]: well well well, this is perfect timing! do you have the radio on? i'm about to get on for work. [ text to queen hayes ]: i will take any requests you'd like. we don't have a lot of show tunes, but i can look up what we have.