Callie's POV
It's been a few weeks since the twins found out about Brandon and I's relationship, and everything has been going great. We don't have to sneak around so much anymore, and it's easier now that they know about us. Mariana always makes sure I have alone time with Brandon whenever the opportunity arises, and Jesus always makes sure to crack some sort of joke whenever Brandon and I are in the same room together. Of course I'm worried about Stef and Lena finding out before we have the chance to tell them, but Brandon and I have kept our promise to each other to just take this one day at a time. Stef and Lena are still trying to figure everything out with Robert before they can move forward with the adoption, so we have time. I have time. I want to develop some sort of relationship with my father before I tell the rest of the family about our relationship, and I know it won't be easy. Stef barely even lets me talk about Robert, so I know she won't make it easy for me to see him without her or Lena supervising. It's just the price I have to pay for right now. On the bright side, Brandon's first show is tonight, and he's been excited for weeks. I've barely seen him the past couple of days because Lou has the band rehearsing until all hours of the night, so he comes home and goes straight to bed before getting up for school in the morning. I'm excited to see them play; I haven't been going to the garage whenever they practice, so it'll be my first time in months that I've seen them perform together. "What are you thinking about?" Mariana asks me as she walks into our bedroom. "Brandon's first show," I say, a smile coming to my face. "Isn't it exciting?" she asks. "I finally get to see all of his hard work pay off." "And by his hard work, do you mean Mat?" I ask. Her face turns tomato color red, and I know I've caught her. She's been crushing on Mat for weeks, but she won't ask him out. She claims that it's his job because he's the guy. I can't say I blame her, though. If it were me, I would want the guy to ask me out too. Every time she sees Mat, her face becomes red, and she gets all flustered. I think it's cute to see her crushing on someone. "Hey, I'm allowed to crush on my brothers friend," she replies, her face deepening in color. "I didn't say you weren't," I say. "I was just asking a simple question." "What about you? You honestly can't tell me that you have nothing planned for Brandon's big night," she replies. "About that," I say, crossing my arms. "I may need your help." Her face brightens, and her planning mode has been turned on.
Brandon's POV
It's a few hours before the show, and Lou has us rehearsing like crazy. She want's everything to be perfect, even though we've been practicing our set every night for the past two weeks. My Moms are going to be out of town tonight, so we'll have the house to ourselves for the show. Moms think it's just going to be a small get together, but it's more like half the school is showing up to watch us play, and I know someone will be bringing alcohol to make it a huge party. I don't care what everyone does after our set; I plan on going inside and being with Callie for the rest of the night. We haven't had any alone time in a few days. Between school, practice, and her work schedule, we barely see each other during the week. The weekends have become our usual hang out days. Things are great with her, and we've become serious fast. I know we've been here before, being in a relationship and all, but it was never this serious. We're serious this time around, and it's almost like I can feel a part of myself missing whenever I'm not around her. I've never felt this way about someone before, and I don't plan on giving her up. As soon as Callie talks to Robert about the adoption, we can tell my parents about us. I know they won't take it well, because, honestly, they never do, but I'm going to make them understand that things are different this time. I'm almost eighteen, and I've been thinking a lot about my future. I want Callie to be in my future, and I know she wants me to be in hers. I just need my parents to understand that. I won't be able to take it if they split us up again. I promised Callie that I would make sure they don't send her away again when they find out, and I plan on keeping that promise. "Earth to Brandon," Lou says, waving her hands in front of my face. "I'm sorry," I reply. "I'm just freaking out about tonight." "Dude, we'll be fine. We've been practicing this set for weeks. You've got this," she says. "I know," I say. "It's just that, the last time I sang Outlaws, Callie and I were alone. I can sing easily when it's just the two of us. I've never sang in front of this many people." "You'll be fine. Just look for Callie in the audience when it's your turn to sing, and you'll do great," she replies. "Thank you Lou," I say, a small smile coming on my face. "Hey, I know what its like to be scared. I'm just telling you what anyone else would tell you," she replies. "But I thought you hated Callie and I being together?" I ask. "I did," she replies. "But I've come to realize that this is how it should be." "Really?" I ask. "Yes, really. Don't get all sappy on me. I said we could stay friends, and I meant that. I'm fine with you and Callie being a couple, but don't make me spell it out for you." "Deal," I say, laughing softly. She laughs along with me before we start the set from the top.
