2 Two weeks later

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Caleb

Seth hasn't talked to me or looked at me more than necessary since that night. He leaves the room every time he realizes we're alone. I want things to go back to normal but he won't even be alone with me. I don't know what to do. I decide to send him a message, sitting down on a bench outside the library.

Caleb: can we talk?

Seth: about?

Caleb: you're avoiding me

Seth: I didn't think you noticed

Caleb: of course I did. I figured you wanted space but it's been two weeks. I miss you. I feel like I'm losing you. Am I?

S: Caleb. Cal, I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you.

C: can we just meet and talk?

S: I don't know. I don't think so.

I sigh, sadness overwhelming me.

C: okay

S: I'm sorry

C: it's ok

S: are you ok?

S: Caleb?

C: I just want to talk

S: I'm sorry

C: I know

S: are you mad?

C: no. I just want to fix things.

S: just give me some time.

Seriously? I've given him nothing but time for two weeks.

C: fine

S: now you're mad

C: I'm frustrated. How much more time do you need?

S: I don't know. Just be patient with me

C: fine


Dinner

Seth enters the Orb and sits with us.

"Hey Caleb."


I ignore him and go grab more food. So what if I'm eating my feelings? 

 When I sit back down, Max turns to me.

"You alright?" he asks.

"Just fine," I say. 

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