Revenge | Calum Hood

4: The Zone

Calum picked me up at 8, just like he said.  I was wearing high waisted, lightwash jean shorts and a light orange button up tank top with a collar.  With it I wore a gold necklace and watch.  I had put my hair into a messy bun on top of my head and slipped on my sandals as Calum pulled up.

"Whoa," he said when he saw me.

"What? Is it that bad?" I questioned.  "Maybe I should just go change."

"No," Calum said.  "You look hot."

"Oh," I said.  "Thanks."

Calum was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans (again), a white shirt with black sleeves, and a grey flat-beak hat, which was backwards.  His black hair stuck out the front of the hat.  He was hot.  

God, I need to stop thinking that.  

I hopped into his car, and he drove to the Zone.  The Zone was a beach off a small lake.  There was a campfire and probably 100 people just sitting and talking.  We got out and as we walked towards the campfire, everyone greeted us.  "Hey Cal, Cassie",  "Hey guys",  "Sup, Cassie."

When we sat down, Calum made sure that no one else was going to sit by me.  After a little talking Calum said, "Why don't we take a walk."  He grabbed my hand and led me toward the lake.  We walked on the wet sand (what a cliche.) 

"So," he said, still holding my hand.  "Have you always lived in Sydney?" He was cute when he got a little shy.  

Oh my God.  I did not just think that.  Ughh. What is this boy doing to me?

"Ya.  My parents met here too, so it's always been Sydney for me.  What about you?" I asked.

"Same as you," he said.  "But I'm not Asian."  I laughed.

"What?" I asked.

"I'm not Asian," he stated seriously.  "I'm Kiwi and Scottish."

"Ok... Why does that matter?" I asked.

"I've never told anyone that and I hate being called Asian," he admitted.

"Ok." I laughed.  

We found a small log and we sat down on it together.  The log was small enough that our legs were touching.  I didn't feel disgusted though.  As much as I hated to admit, I was starting to actually like Calum Hood.  Ya, Calum Hood who broke my best friends heart.  Calum Hood who had slept with more girls than I could count.  

"You're different," Calum said out of the blue.  

"Oh am I?" I joked. 

He laughed and said, "But seriously.  You're not like all the other girls around here."

I blushed.  "How so?" I wondered.  

Calum turned his head and looked at me.  There was barely any space between us.  Neither of us spoke as we stared at each other.  Slowly, he leaned in and our lips touched.  I brought my arms up to wrap them around his neck.  He rested his hands on my hips and our lips were locked in perfect sync. For a second, I forgot everything.  But then I remembered. I slowly pulled away.  I was smiling.  I couldn't help it.  As much as I knew about him and his ways, I couldn't help but smile.  

"I'll drive you home?" he suggested.  

"Sure," I nodded.  

When I got home, I thought.  I was falling for Calum Hood.  Just like every other girl at Jackson High.  I I was almost certain Calum was  just using me like every other girl. What was I going to tell Jenna?

Just then my phone rang.  I checked to see who it is.  

Shit.

***CALUM***

Cassie was different.  I don't know how, but she was.  And maybe different was good.