The Blame Game

Chapter Two

"I will be at the butchery. Just get some junk food but not too much." Mom instructed then took off to the butchery. I slowly drove the trolley to the junk section and threw in food that my dad and I normally ate as my mom wasn't a big fan of junk food. As I was reaching for a packet of chips on a higher shelf something bumped me from behind. I ignored the person and was just waiting for their apology. The person bumped me again and this time I stopped what I was doing to look at the person. It was Calum Striker. Correction, it was a grinning Calum Striker. The first instinct was to look if my mom was anywhere near us. The second was to check if he was actually looking at me. There weren't a lot of people in our aisle so I guessed he was looking at me.

"You're a school girl." He commented.

"What?" I asked. He was confusing me and scaring me.

"Your school badge." He said and pointed at it. I took a look at my fleece and a part of me cringed.

"I did tell you I was at school, right?"

"Not in those words exactly. It was 'I'm old enough'." He said using his fingers as quotations marks. I closed my eyes for a full second.

"That's embarrassing." I said and he laughed. I took a look for my mom again but she wasn't anywhere in sight.

"Depends on your perspective. I want to chill with you." He stated. That caught me off guard.

"Is that what you say to girls all over the world?" I laughed because his statement was rather ridiculous.

"What?"

"Never mind. Have you ever heard of this joke where the guy asks the girl to chill and she tells him that's how you end up with chill-dren?" I said trying to divert the attention to what I had said.

"No. Never heard of that one." He said. I pushed his trolley back at him and he raised one of his pretty eyebrows.

"Am I your fetish?" I asked and held on to his trolley. A girl around my age passed us and Calum looked the other way.

"What do you mean by that?" He asked while staring intensely at the Doritos.

"Fetish. She's gone." I said and he let out a long breath.

"Sorry. I'm not in the mood for that today."

"Not in the mood for your fan base who got you famous and who feed you. How selfish, Calum. Totally selfish." I said with a smile. He chuckled.

"It isn't like that. I am on break and break means not having to deal with the fan base." He said and bit his piercing.

"You didn't answer my question." I said and picked one of the Doritos.

"What do you mean by fetish?"

"I mean you like me because I'm a Catholic girl who breaks the rules." I stated and he laughed. I took a look for my mom again and didn't see her.

"You definitely break the rules." He said with a suggestive tone.

"What are you talking about?" I asked slowly while pushing his trolley which forced him to move back.

"You don't remember?"

"Oh my word, I didn't fornicate with you or anything like that, right?" I asked. He laughed again which made me more nervous than I already was.

"No, you didn't fornicate with me." He replied. I took a huge breath then another when I saw my mom passing our aisle. She looked confused.

"Well nice to meet you and everything." I said and tried to walk away from him.