Chapter 21
"Iris?" I heard Caleb calling me, from the hallway.
My bedroom door was closed. I'd been doing my Calculus homework for the past half an hour. It was way after 8P.M.
"Yeah?" I called back, closing my textbook.
He opened the door, peeking in. "Hey, what did you want to talk about?"
Now, the door was all the way open and I could see that he was wearing jeans, a dress shirt and tie, and his hair was styled to one side. In two months, I had never seen him so dressed up.
"Uh. You look nice," I commented.
He tugged at the tie, straightening it. "Oh, yeah. Fox and I are going to a pretty fancy event tonight. It's a fundraiser -"
I was in pajamas, already. "Oh, that's awesome."
"So, you wanted to talk?" he asked again.
"Oh, I was just wondering if we could go to the studio tomorrow? Uh, my friend wants to see it. Would that be okay?" I asked, slowly.
"Oh! Um, yeah, I guess so. It'll be a late night, but can we discuss details in the morning?" he asked, looking impatient.
"Sure, of course. Have fun," I finished.
"Thanks," he said, smiling, but then took a look around my room. "Are you really doing homework on a Friday night?"
I sighed. "Please don't make fun of me."
"I'm not." But he laughed. "Honestly, I'm glad you're not out partying every weekend. I would worry a lot more."
I smiled at him, but still felt pretty lame. "Don't worry. I probably won't be invited to any more parties."
"Hey, do you need to talk about anything else?" he asked, suddenly not in such a rush.
I shook my head. "I'm fine. Have a good time, okay?"
"Okay. Text if you need anything," he finished.
It was nice to hear him say that, but I would never text him when he was out at a fancy event with his girlfriend. I was home, in my pajamas, anyway.
The apartment was so quiet after he left. I had wandered back out to the living room to watch a movie, and was eating a bowl of popcorn when there was a knock on the door. I almost ignored it, thinking it was just a neighbour of Caleb's. But I decided after a few more knocks to check it out.
"Hey, Iris." It was Bennett.
I was standing there in front of him in my oversized pajamas, no bra, with messy hair. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I slid behind the door, so only my head was visible to him.
"Uh, hi."
"Can I come in?" he asked, like this was not a big deal.
"No," I spat out.
"Uh, okay." He looked confused.
"I mean, you can, but... I'm not even dressed."
"I don't care," he said, his voice low.
I let him inside, so he shut the door behind him. We just stood there looking each other for a moment too long.
"I'm just going to... I'll be right back," I said quickly.
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Teen FictionIris - a girl with a broken heart and a lot of pain from past events - is moving back to Virginia for her senior year of high school. She just wants to push through and get into college, graduate and get out on her own. But when she meets a guy who...