Gracie Abrams Mess It Up Novels & Stories

Grace, in her teal gown, sat still, her sharp bob sleek, her tablet forgotten for once. “Hold still, Grace,” Maryjane said, laughing. “You want to look like a queen, not a raccoon.” Grace rolled her eyes but grinned. “You’re enjoying this too much, MJ. Don’t make me look like a clown.” “Never,” MJ said, winking. “You’re gonna steal the show at that gala. Well, after Sam, of course.”

Maddox's company. What a stupid idea! Grace thought to herself, 'Are these guys all dumba*s?' But she held back her anger and typed: [Fix it up! I don't want to hear anything negative!] [Yes, Miss!] Soon it came to the interview of the guests from the Adventure Show. Jessica went down to the guest seat alone. She had changed into a skirt which was more convenient, and it made her even brighter. Christian couldn't take his eyes off her, which made Grace very jealous and furious.

I chuckled, saying, "Why are you saying that? Have you forgotten that we're family? I admit that I was blinded by rage last time and mistakenly assumed that Meredith had betrayed me. That's the only reason we're in this situation now." Matthew simply scoffed, though I was treating them amicably. "Since the misunderstanding has been cleared up. I admit that I went a little overboard. Why don't you and Liam move back upstairs?" I offered. Surprise flickered over their faces once more upon hearing my words. "Are you being serious?" "Would I lie to you? You can stop throwing tantrums now. Here, I'll help you move your things back upstairs." I rose to my feet to tidy their bedding and intentional

Shit just got real, and before anyone knew it, we were throwing things at each other, cackling like maniacs, he threw water on me, and I threw flour on him and before I could get away from his throw, I slipped on the floor and planted my butt straight on the floor and since he was just behind me he didn't have time to balance himself and landed on me, planting his body horizontally over mine. We both looked like homeless drug addicts, covered in what not and I probably stunk because of the raw egg that this son of an idiot threw over me. I was sleeping straight on the floor with my back on it, while he landed on my stomach with his back and was groaning because his neck had strained due to t

Riley yelled, “You can be very selfish, sis.” “Hey!” Marcia got up and held Riley's arms, trying to calm him down. “I’m selfish,” Alice asked, pointing at her chest. “You don’t don’t know what you are talking about.” “Maybe we can ask the dj for a dance,” Megan added. “Shut up, Megan,” the twins spoke together, shaking their heads. “Why don’t we all calm down,” Brian added, “Alice dear, please apologize to your brother.” “I’m sorry I messed up. I’m sorry, okay. Happy dad?” Alice looked at her father.

"And I’m not sitting around waiting for your lawyers." Grace snorted, though her eyes were darting toward my face, trying to find a crack in my mask. "Look at you. You think a nice dress changes the fact that you’re a mess? You were crying on the floor the day before yesterday. Now you’re playing dress-up? It’s pathetic, really."

Grace dreamed of me? *****

Amber remarked, “Money? Hell, I would go an entire year without feeding to see that shit,” Grace offered as her smile and natural beauty came back to her face, she wasn’t drop dead gorgeous, she was the girl next door, very pretty in her own way, and when she was wearing her glasses she did have that naughty secretary look down to a tee, Again the four laughed amongst themselves, the sound of which travelled throughout the compound, becoming infectious and putting everyone in a slightly better mood. Mal took the opportunity while the girls were busy, to talk to the person who knew Stacy best of all,

“This is my mess, and I’ll handle it. Thank you.” “Anytime boo,” Eden said and pulled away from her. “Now get back to work, you peasant. We’ll be late.” Grace bellowed with laughter and got back up on her feet to finish Eden’s makeup. “Okay, you call me that one more time and you’re going to that party looking like Joaquin Phoenix in Joker.” “I won’t even mind, I loved that movie,” said Eden. “Yeah, that’s because psychopaths relate to psychopaths,” Grace said jokingly.

When Amy knocked on the door to tell me she was back, I was grateful. “Can you get the boys coffee or something?” “They already left.” I shut my eyes in defeat. I had been so close. The deal would have been lucrative for Graham. For me. For everyone involved. I shook my head. “Okay. Hand me her bag, please.” I changed Gracie and decided to give up. My fun-filled day had been anything but. I needed to take her home and call it what it was. A disaster. The last time I’d brought Gracie in, she’d puked on me. I hadn’t expected it to happen again. But given the way the day was going, it wasn’t much of a surprise.