Hidden Talent

Chapter 24 - We Are Going To California!

"Pack your bag princess because we are going to California," Calibur exclaimed cheerfully.

I was in my room on my bed trying to memorize a new song when Calibur bursted in, yelling.

"Why are you yelling? I could hear you perfectly clear with you standing right in front of me," I emotionlessly said.

Calibur grunted while pouting.

"I was just excited, but now I'm not, thanks to you," Calibur childishly said.

"Cal, stop acting like a little kid that didn't get what he wanted. Plus, I was just confused why we are going to California." With that said, he perked up.

"Oh! Didn't you hear? Once you are assigned a coach you'll have to go with them to their house so the two could connect better and be able to trust one another before the live finals come up which will be in two weeks from now."

"How come I'm barely hearing about this now?"

"Well, you should have been listening to what Drake was saying this morning then probably you wouldn't be so surprised. Come on, even I was listening to what he said. What were you doing after the time I left," he asked sincerely confused.

I thought back to the girl that told me to back away from him. Of course I wasn't going to listen to her petty threat. Especially now with Calibur being my coach. But I didn't want to bring her up to Cal since she must be just one of his crazy, lunatic fans that believe they know him and that they are together and all that gunk. Like come on, if you never met the guy, you two are differently are not together.

"Everly," Cal called me out of my daydream.

"Yeah, huh? What were you saying?"

"I was asking what you were doing during the time  I left you alone," he repeated himself, wearing a worried expression upon his face.

"Nothing, I was just searching the crowd for Holden since I blocked out a good portion of what Drake said, so I was hoping he could explain to me what he previously spoke about. I just got too caught up in searching for him, that's it," I explained to him but it looked as if he could sense I wasn't telling the whole truth because he kept that worried expression on his face, even after I explained half of what actually happened, to him.

"Alright." Was all he said before he discarded the conversation. "Anyways, start packing. We are leaving in two hours."

With that said, he rushed out of my room and to his, probably to go pack his bags also.

I took out all my bags from under the bed. I transferred all my clothes, since it wasn't much, and packed them all into the bags that lay on my bed now.

After two hours, Cal, Ty, and I stood in the airport of New York, waiting for our gate number to be called.

Once we filed in and took our seats, my nerves resurfaced more than ever before. I was tapping my nails on the chair's arm rest while tapping my foot nervously on the floor.

A hand clamped down on top of my own, stopping my rythmatic tapping. I looked up to see Cal worriedly looking at me.

"You ok," he asked with an small encouraging smile.

"Yeah," I warily smiled back. "It's just..." I paused, not sure if I should continue to tell him the truth.

"What is it," he whispered slipping his sunglasses off his face, making his deep blue eyes look into my own brown ones.

"You shouldn't do that," I panicked, looking around if anyone noticed him. "Put them back on. Who knows what could happen if someone catches you like this." I pushed his hands, that held the sunglasses, up to his face to put them back on. However, he resisted against me and wouldn't let me put them back on him.