You Can Just Call Me Ally

Chapter 4

He had his head held high with a smile on his face. "I mean that each time I call you Allison or you call me Caleb, we have to kiss."

I'm pretty sure my jaw dropped to the ground and my eyes flew out of their sockets. Once I picked my chin off the floor I began to talk. "No no no no no!" I waved my hands in front of my face signaling my discomfort with this deal.

Just as I put my hands down to my hips Caleb starts his laughing again. "What are you laughing at now?" I say exaggerating my annoyance towards him.

"Again, Allison. I was kidding." He takes a step lessening the gap between us. "I mean look at you! You are such a freak! With your blue hair and your weird ass guitar." He says through his laughter and pointing out everything thats different about me.

Who the fuck does he think he is? Some sort of perfect guy, with a perfect family and a perfect life? Well he isn't! He is fucking weird too! He talks to nobody in class, he has no fucking friends and he is a fucking loser!

I look over at Caleb and see the disbelief on his face, shit did I say that aloud? By the looks of it, I think I did. "You don't know shit Allison." He snaps seething with anger. It looks like he could murder me right here in the middle of his living room.

"Fuck you Caleb. Fuck you." I pick up all my music and guitar, packing it away in the case. I can feel the tears drip down my cheek.

What the hell Ally? You cant cry! You have been doing so well! My conscience reminds me.

I have been doing well.

I wipe my tears away and walk out the door flipping him off on the way.

I'm going to get myself out of this situation. I don't need to put myself through this for some stupid shit of a project. I can do it on my own. I'll talk to mrs.Diaz tomorrow about it and I'm sure she will understand that Caleb wants to kill me and I want to kill him.

I finally reach my house and I swing the door open to see my 'oh so perfect family' having another perfect meal with out me! Incase you couldn't tell, that was a hell of a lot of sarcasm. I hurry past their perfect dinner up the stairs and straight to my room. I did this for two reasons.

Reason number one, I didn't want them to see me like this again.

Reason number two, I didn't want to ruin their 'oh so perfect' family dinner with my hair all out of place and makeup running down my cheek.

I dash into my room slamming the door behind me and pressing my back against the cold wood. I slid my back down the door and wrapped my hands around my knees.

I can't handle working on a project with this inconsiderate asshole. I just hope mrs.Diaz will understand my hatred towards him and let me work alone.

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"What?!" I said a little too loud. Now the whole class was staring at me as I try to convince this crazy shit of a teacher that I can't work with this crazy asshole of a student.

"You must work with a partner. You cant just make a video about your own life, that would be just silly!" She give me an insane smile and pats my shoulder as I stand there when my mouth wide open in disbelief.

Why was I in disbelief you ask? Well because I explained the whole situation, telling her how he is making jokes about me calling me a freak and all that jazz and she still insists that we work together! This woman is fucked up.

I should really just switch classes.

She signals me to go back to my seat, so I pick up my chin off the floor and take my seat in the back of the class. Travis is still not here, he must really be sick.

Soon enough class ends and I notice when walking out of the room Caleb wasn't here today either. I'm guessing that mean that I win this war, right?

5 points team Ally! Woohoo!

Just as I begin my celebration in my brain, guess who is walking in the halls?

Ding ding ding! Caleb Heartman is correct! 5 points for you and none for Ally Butler because she is an idiot for thinking she could win.

I walk out of the room trying not to make eye contact this kid who thinks he is all that, too good for the school even. I can feel his eyes burning a hole in my back. Despite my efforts to not look at him, I find myself turning back to see his ice blue eyes staring me down.

Bad choice Ally. My conscience reminds me of my stupidity.

I pick up my pace down the hall hoping to find Aspyn or someone else. Who am I kidding? The only friends I have are Aspyn and Travis, but he is absent. I laugh at myself mentally and continue to walk down the hall.

I finally spot Aspyn waiting by my locker for me. Her hair was perfect as usual and I couldn't find a flaw in her outfit. He hair was tied to the side of her head in a curly side ponytail. I can see her smile widen as I walked towards her.

I stride over to my locker opening it and grabbing my bag. "So, how did it go? Are you working alone?" Aspyn questions. I stuff my books into my bag, close my locker and than throw my bag over my shoulder before responding.

"Nope. I still have to work with the jerk." I sigh.

"Oh, well, good luck! I have to go to the junior class meeting. See ya tomorrow?" She says walking away from me towards the cafeterias, where the meeting is being held.

"Yep! See ya tomorrow! Oh and enjoy your geek meeting!" I say making fun of the fact that only the geeks join the junior class club.

The junior class club is basically the kids who decide stupid stuff about our grade. When I say stupid stuff I mean things like themes for dances, fundraiser ideas for prom and all that dumb shit. Aspyn only joined it to be junior class president because it looks good for on a collage application.

I continue down the halls and out of the school. I take out my phone and my earphones placing each bud in each ear. I play my fall out boy album and jam out to myself.

About half way to my house a car stops next to me. I turn to my right to see

the one

the only

Caleb Heartman.