Moving on...

Ashley's POV

I pushed through the crowd and made my way towards my locker to take my camera.By the time I turned away from my locker the crowd had mysteriously vanished.
Wow,people sure are in hurry to get out of school.Except me of course,I have to work on that article with the jerk.
I hummed on a Shawn Mendes song as I walked towards through the corridor,scrolling through the pictures on my camera.
The shuffling sound of feet made me stop humming and I looked up to see Caleb grinning at me from the other end of the corridor.I frowned in confusion,frozen at my spot.
Why is he grinning and crap there's that devilish glint in his eyes. Thats when my eyes travelled towards the door of the editorial room,which was almost in the middle of the corridor.

My eyes widened and then I realised what was going on in that Satan's gifted mind.
We kept staring at each other for a few seconds and then both of us broke into a sprint to see who reached the door first.God,he's so immature.
I was about to do a happy dance thinking I reached first, but to my dismay Caleb stood right next to me with that smirk which made me want to punch his pretty face.

Not wanting to admit the tie,I tried shoving him aside,but he did the same and I ended up wasting five whole minutes from my precious life.Finally,taking the higher road,I stopped and extended my hand towards the door knob, but before I even touched it,Caleb smacked my hand aside ,twisted the knob and entered the classroom,pushing me aside.If looks could kill,he would have been dead right now,no actually when we were ten.I glared,burning holes into his back,only to have the door slammed in my face.

I was about to scream a string of profanities,directed towards Caleb of course,but then decided against it.He wanted to get a reaction out of me,well he wasn't going to get one.Taking a deep breath and putting on a sickeningly sweet fake smile,I opened the door and got in the classroom,which was surprisingly empty.A frown broke onto my face through
my fake smile,which had vanished completely.
Caleb sat on one of the chairs with his feet on the table and hands folded behind his head,giving me a casual smile.

'Where is everybody?'

'Princess,it's just you and me today.You see the others are already working on their columns individually,since the team already approved their ideas and matter.The editors only work after all the articles have been submitted,which leaves out only us,you know since you're the only so called professional photographer.

'I am a professional photographer',I hissed at him.

'Yeah ok,' he replied chuckling nonchalantly making me more frustrated,'but we have to coordinate because your pictures have to match my article,so let's just get to work alright.'

'Okay so what have you got?Let me read your article and I can click pictures which bring out the article.'

'Yeah but that's not how it's supposed to work for this column.'

Ok this was clearly confusing.

'See we are supposed to work together,interview the students or ex-students of this school and bring out their stories about the horrors they faced during their high school years and how they  dealt with it.You know more deep.Thats why we asked Mr Woods to recommend someone.'

'This idea is pretty deep and amazing.I'm pretty sure Britney came up with it.'
The grin on Caleb's face disappeared immediately and his face fell.'It was mine actually.Brit only suggested the photography part.'

'Oh...'
I definitely didn't see him as a sensitive type of guy,but all guys are the same in the end,especially the ones like him.Not being able to stand the awkwardness anymore,I decided to get to work.Walking towards the chair next to him I asked him,' So do you have any stories or do we have to...'
I couldn't finish my sentence.Guess why?Caleb thought it would be funny to pull the chair while I was halfway through sitting on it,making me fall. '...research,' I finished with my butt on the floor. I glared at him as he tried not to chuckle.

'You are going to be so dead Caleb D'Laurentis,'I seethed,my temper was rising.i could feel my eyes twitch and that let me tell you is not a good sign.I would have my revenge.

I quietly got up and sunk down on the chair.'Yeah so where were we...oh yeah the stories,'I asked coming back to my normal self.

'Umm so you aren't going to punch me,hit me maybe?'

I was so enjoying his discomfort.'No why would I?'
'So about the stories...'

'Oh...umm...yeah...w-well I have a few stories,w-we could...umm..we could go through them and select one for next week...so...yeah...we could umm.. do the interview some day this week.'
'Listen are you sure your not angry?'he asked suddenly,scratching the back of his neck

This was hilarious.His nervousness was making him stutter and I never thought I'd ever see a day like this.I was trying very hard to contain my amusement.'Caleb,seriously I'm not wasting my energy on you,let's just look through the stories.'

'Oh okay,' he regained his composure and then continued,' 'cause you're energy is so worth it.'
Cue the rolling of my eyes.The moment just couldn't last.
'So there's one of an ex student being bullied,there's a girl in our school who went through slut shaming,believe me it was bad...'

'Wait but what if these people don't feel like sharing their stories.I mean this stuff is personal.'

'Like I didn't think about that Sherlock.We won't reveal their names unless they agree to and I'm sure you could click other pictures that bring out their story,but don't reveal who they are right?'

'Yeah because you just couldn't answer me without a sarcastic come back!'

I looked through the bunch of  stories.'Why don't I take these home and I'll read them over,'cause I have to be somewhere right now,better than here,'I said gesturing dramatically towards him.
I got up from my chair and headed towards the door but of course he couldn't let me leave without annoying me,so he grabbed my wrist.
'Really something better than this?'he asked rhetorically,flexing his muscles and wiggling his eyebrows.

'Yeah as a matter of fact better than this.I have to go meet Matt and Meera.Clearly no competition.'

Both me and Caleb walked towards the door.I waited for him to open the door first like he always does,kid,but he didn't move.We stood there watching the door silently for the next ten minutes.I waited for him to open the door patiently for a while,but he didn't budge. Okay this was getting annoying.I tapped my foot impatiently,waiting for him to open the door.Looks like he got some sense knocked into him.
Finally tired of waiting,I reached out to open the door,only to be pushed aside,again and be slammed on the face by the door,again.