Cas-A week later
Caleb hadn't been bullying people. Honestly I hadn't heard from him at all. But why? Had my suspicions been correct? Had Diego been using him? If I was right, then had he realised that? I hadn't been a skateboard person for quite some time now, I had to be lady-like. They wanted to vote me for something. No-one told me anything, not even my brother had a clue. Skateboarding was my childhood, me and my brother used to visit the skateboard park when we were little. I got out my skateboard and rode around on it. But my left foot accidentally went too far forwards and I slipped but luckily didn't fall or damage anything but my skateboard decided to quickly slide along the pavement. I swore in my head. Before I went after it, a single black boot stopped it from going any further. I then saw the very first person I was wondering about grab the skateboard. I panicked expecting the worst. But to my surprise, he stood up and walked up to me with it. He was probably going to yeet it somewhere. But he didn't. He did stare at me with his eyes narrowed but it was expected, I guess.
"Is this yours?" His voice sounded different than usual. It wasn't mocking or with it's usual touch of rudeness but it sounded almost casual and, polite? Polite? Lets just go with, 'it sounded different.' I daydreamed for a bit but then I saw him waving his hand in front of my face several times. When he had finally got my attention, he put it back on the skateboard. "And if you don't answer my question right now, I will throw it away never to be seen again." I eventually nodded and spoke just to make it clear it wasn't just any skateboard. "Yes it is. And I'd like it back." He immediately raised an eyebrow as if waiting for something very vital. "What's the magic word?" He asked me to try and make me understand. I thought but was still confused but gave it a go with crap logic. "Abracadabra?" He slapped his face with his hand. I raised an eyebrow as I heard him sigh. Why was he sighing? Abracadabra is the 'magic word.' Then I realised and smirked at him. "Oh. Is that not the magic word? Are you angry?" My intention was to tease him, to make sure I left him not saying anything. But he made a comeback. "So I take it you don't want the skateboard?" Some form of amusement filled his dull face almost lighting it up. Then I wrestled it from his hand. "I do. I'm just an idiot." Then I realised what I'd said so I hurriedly added. "I mean you are. I mean....I mean....um-" I gave up. The younger people somehow always seem to win. Then I angrily looked into those dull blue eyes of his. "What happened to you after all these weeks? You've changed." A silence. Then more silence. I noticed something I'd never seen before in his face, fear. It showed in his eyes mostly.
But it was definitely there. Then he finally spoke avoiding my gaze. "I-I'm fine." Ok, in that moment I knew. Something was definitely wrong. Something was wrong. He never stuttered. He was always chill. For all the time I'd known him. So I demanded to know. "Ok, what happened?" He looked harshly into my face. "I'd rather not talk about it." I studied him briefly for a moment then understood. He didn't want to talk about it. So I just nodded. "Ok. That's fine." He widened his eyes at me. "B-But you said-" I crossed my arms as well as I could with my skateboard between them. "I appreciate you don't want to talk about it and it's personal to you. I should've noticed that." He nodded and the best example of a smile filled his face. It looked more like a half smile than a real smile. That would have to do. "Thanks for having sense." I nodded. "Sure thing." I smiled back.
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"Sis you've been in your room for the last 40 minutes!" I came back to earth with a thud. Oh damn, I zoned out. Thinking about Caleb. But why, he was an asshole. Then why have I suddenly fell in love with him? The very person who bullied everyone. But he's changed. Right?
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