Good Girls (A Caleb Logan Fanfic)

#6

Jaci's POV.

I wake up and hear arguing. I look at the time. It's 5:00 AM. I take a deep breath. I must of fallen asleep while texting Caleb.

I'm really mad that my parents caught us. My mom probably doesn't even care that I'm dating him. But my dad, that's another story.

I stand up and open the door. Still hearing the faint sound of arguing. My parents stand outside my door. My dad glares at me. I look down. I go back in my room. I sit on my bed.

My mom walks in my room. "I'm sorry sweetie, I tried. I really did," She says. I look up. "Tried what?"

"I tried talking to him about you being with Caleb. After the whole thing last night, I realized that you really like him and you want to be with him. But your dad doesn't want that and I can't force him to change his mind. I'm really sorry Jaci," She says.

I look down. "Why doesn't he want us to be happy? We have to do everything his way. And it's all just for show. So he can have the perfect family to show off at his job."

She looks down. "Well, we are grounding you for a few days. So no phone, and no leaving the house," She says. I nod.

I lean against the pole at the end of my bed. I look at my bedside table. The bracelet lay on the table. I pick it up. I take a deep breath. I set it down and have a flashback of our first kiss.

***

I lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling. I look at my iPod. Caleb hasn't texted me. Which worries me. He was saying last night that he doesn't mind that my dad doesn't like him. He still wants to be with me.

My mom walks in my room. "I'm gonna go get the registration papers for you and the boys. Jordan is outside with some neighbor kids in the backyard. Can you watch him?" She asks. I nod. I look out the window. I see him running around with some boys his age.

I walk downstairs and go in the living room. I turn on the TV. I look for something to watch. I wish my dad would just let us have more freedom. It's so embarassing to have him follow our every move and stop us from doing something that isn't even wrong.

Jordan comes inside. "Can I ride my bike?" He asks. I nod. I stand up and go in the garage. He gets his bike out of the lock. I look up and see. Caleb walking down the sidewalk. I look at him and smile. He doesn't see me.

I walk out, he looks up. "I thought you were grounded?" He said. I smile. "I am. But I have to watch my brother."
He nods. "How long are you grounded?" He asks. "A few days. I can still text you though. They don't know I've been using my iPod," I laugh. He laughs.

"I miss you," He says. "I miss you too," I whisper. He hugs me. I shove my head in his chest. He lets go.

"Jaci! I'm telling dad!" Jordan yells. I roll my eyes. "Shut up!"

"I'm telling him you said that too," He yells.

"Ten year olds," I shake my head. He laughs. "I should go now," Caleb says pointing towards his house. I nod. "Bye!" I wave. He waves. "Bye!"

***

I sit in my room and pick out what dance classes I want to take. I used to take Jazz, Tap, and Ballet. But now I think I want to take gymnastics too.

My dad opens the door. Without even knocking. The usual...

"We need to talk about last night," He says. He sits down on my bed. "There's nothing to talk about."

"Nothing?"

"I said what I've needed to say for the past ten years of my life. And you didn't recongize or notice any of it. You just noticed that I wasn't following the rules but you didn't get exactly why or what my point was."