When there was Me and You

Chapter 5: Is it Official?

Wow, updates so quickly, but I have a ton of free time on my hands since its summer. :)

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The next morning I woke up in Caleb's arms. I was still dressed in yesterday's clothes, and my hair was a disaster in the making. It was Friday. The day I had been waiting for for the entire week. Then I remembered why I was in Caleb's room in the first place.

I checked his temperature. It had gone down a degree, but he was still sick, and definitely not ready To go to school.

I ran over to my house and grabbed some clean clothes then ran back. My bag was still on the floor, with my homework spilling out. I groaned. I was so wrapped up in helping Caleb recover, I had forgotten to finish my stupid homework.

Checking the time, I sat down at their table, where Annie and Hayley were. Annie was dressed and ready for school, while Hayley was still in pajamas. Lucky her, she didn't go in until nine. And got out ten minutes earlier than us. I started my homework, and by the time I was finished, I was almost late.

I scribbled a not down and taped it to Caleb's bulletin board so be knew I left for school. Then I took Annie's hand, told Hayley we were leaving, and got into my mom's car. She'd be driving Hayley later.

"Jess!" April's shrill annoying voice, greeted me at the front door. "Where's Caleb?"

"Hey April," I grumbled, pushing past her to get to my locker. It was just my luck she was down only a couple away from me. "If you must know, he's home, sick with a fever and cough."

"Oh, well when you see him, tell him I need to talk to him, ASAP."

"Why would I do that?"

"Because it's really important."

I rolled my eyes and closed my locker. "I'll think about it." Then I walked away, to my first period class.

It was history. We were learning about the French Revolution. That class was so boring, I was convinced I'd fall asleep, and I struggled to keep my eyes open. Miss. Hart was the worst teacher ever. Sure, she was young, seemed nice on the outside, but she had fangs, and she could bite.

"So during the French Revolution every single Pastor and bishop had to take oath to the new government. Anyone who did not, was arrested and suspended from ever operating and ruling underground chapels." She said. (This is true. I did my research) "You should write this down."

Miss. Hart walked around the class, and I quickly turned my notebook to my notes page.

"Miss. Delaney, may I see you?" She asked, passing my desk. "And bring up your notebook."

I slowly got out of my seat.

"I don't have all day, hurry up. Let me see this," she took my book and flipped through the pages.

"In, what are you doing?"

"I'm missing a grade from you, and I'm positive I had it before and I want to see i accidentally passed it back to you ungraded."

She passed my page of doodles, and moved on. Then she paused for a second, and turned back to it.

"Jessica Delaney. What is this?" She asked. It was a picture of her, with fangs and claws.

"Uh, um, a werewolf?" I told her, though I sounded more like a question. She didn't seem convinced. "From Teen Wolf." I didn't watch that show much, but my old friend back In Westchester New York used to watch it everyday. She had a huge crush on Dylan O'Brien.

"I see," she said. "Well, I can't find it."

She sent me back to my seat, and the bell rang.

The day went on, and on, and on. It was finally the last period of the day.