What Dreams Are Made Of

8.

*Calvin's POV*

Just as good things are starting to happen to me.

I swear to god.

I made some new friends over the summer in Haven and her New Orleans friends.

I talk to Haven on an every other day basis because she's funny and easy to talk to. She be going through it right now and I feel terrible about it.

I have been in a constant of bugging dad if he has another work trip in New Orleans soon so we can go visit them again since it's been 3 months.

I have spent the summer STD free.

I am no longer the lonely virgin as Ricky, Colt, Tuck and Lane have all joined what they're calling 'The Fuck It Club.'

And after a long drawn out battle of the crushes, Shayleen has decided she'd like to give being with Ricky a shot and they have been in the talking stage for 2 weeks now.

We love that for my baby Shay.

She deserves a Ricky.

But as of right now, as I'm running in to the school after the revelations last night, I am not sure if there will continue to be a Shay and Ricky.

I have an issue, first god damn day of school, and the only person I can think of who will have a level head about this, is looking fucking flawless in her light blue romper, dark wavy hair down to the top of her ass looking like I could surf in it, fuck her eyelashes and those gorgeous eyes.

Damn it Delilah.

I have finally succumbed to the fact that I am an idiot and shut Delilah out because I found her attractive and it was awkward as hell when I told my dad about it.

In which he agreed with me when I said it was 2 years too late to try to fix it.

But I know for a fact when it comes to Shay, Delilah will drop everything.

So up to her locker I went.

I took a deep breath. "Li." I tapped her shoulder.

She turned around and looked up at me. "Hi?"

"Look, I uh." I cleared my throat. "I really need your help with something."

"Well I'm pretty sure Tuck could help you best." She closed her locker and started to walk away.

"Delilah." I grabbed her hand. "It involves Tucker." I nodded. "And Shay."

Now that got her body language to shift. "Well is everything ok?"

I shook my head. "I don't know what to do. And I need your help."

She pursed her lips and nodded. "Talk in private?"

I nodded.

She looked around, pulled me down the hall, and in to the janitors closet by her locker. "What's going on Calvin." She crossed her arms as she closed the door behind us.

"Ok. You know about the party on Kenny Saffords boat, right?"

"Yeah, Friday, I was there." She nodded.

And god she looked fucking amazing in her bikini and short shorts, hair all wet, and Calvin not the point right now.

"Well, after I left, Tucker met a girl."

"Yeah, I saw, blonde, tall, older?"

"It was Julie."

"Julie?" She scrunched her face.