Talent Exchange

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Caleb's POV:

Twice. The number of times that I had suspected Grace for harbouring feelings for another guy. She knew about the first time, when Zach asked her to the dance. When he had texted me before hand, I was ready to rip his bloody head off. I'm like a grizzly bear when I'm pissed or a girl on her periods. I'm not a girl so I don't get periods. I wonder what it's like to get a period... Great now I'm rambling. The second time was when she ditched me at the  park to talk to Adam. At that moment I was extremely pissed too. Then I find out that she asked about his stupid camera and I end up looking like a love sick puppy which wasn't what I was going for. There was no way I wad going to let her have the last say in that conversation we were having before she slammed the door in my face. Grr, that girl irked me... If she heard me say that, I would probably have a broken nose. As soon I reached my room, I whipped my phone out of my pocket and dialled her number. It ringed a couple of times before I heard a sound.

"Grace I..." But I was cut of by a monotone voice.

"The person you are calling is currently unavailable. Please leave a message after the beep. BEEEEEEEEEEP!" Fudge, voice mail. I cut the call immediately. Now she was *blanking me. Looks like it's time for extreme measures. I left my house yelling at my mum that I'd be back later before running up Grace's front path. As I approached the front door, I saw something glint from the corner of my eye.Stalking closer, I realised they were Grace's keys hanging from the key hole. This

just made my life so much easier... I turned the key slowly and when I heard the click confirming the success, my breath escaped in a sigh of relief as stepped over the threshold and into the Samuel residence. The only thing I could hear was the distorted sound of the TV quietly echoing from the living room and the rascally small giggles from the two children upstairs who were up after their bedtime. Why is it that when everything seemed to be getting better, the world crashes down in you like a bloody tsunami? Grr, now I would have to deal with the devilish duo. That's what I had thought until a distinct voice rang out from the upstairs landing.

"Jess! Paul! Get to bed you annoying ragamuffins!" Grace yelled at her siblings. From my place near the foot of the stairs, I heard the scuttling sound of the two kids going to their individual bedrooms. When I heard the satisfying sound of the doors closing, I gave a sigh of relief. It seemed as though sighing was all that I doing since I had entered the house. Daringly, I took my first steps up the "Road that will lead me to my death if things go wrong" - which they would. My feet crept up the stairwell barely making a sound and as I reached the landing, I saw Jess and Paul's bedroom doors completely closed but Grace's was slightly ajar. Taking a small breath I stormed in- all guns ablazing. If I'm going down, I'll be doing it while fighting. Maybe... Probably not. Grace is gonna kill me and we all know that I would gladly let her win.

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Grace's POV:

Bang! I pulled my ear buds out and turned my attention to the culprit who was disturbing my slumber... And I honestly don't care if I sound like an irritable grizzly bear on her period. Do bears even get a period?

"Sinclair?! What. The FUCK. Are you doing here? You need to learn to take a hint." I ranted out to Caleb. Honestly, I was a little disappointed in myself for thinking he'd leave me alone. He casually leaned up against the door frame and watched me leap out of my bed.

"Chill your panties, I'm not here to kill you or whatever it is you think I'm gonna do." He sounded bored. That just added fuel to the fire.

"Caleb if you don't tell me what you want in the next 30 seconds, we're gonna need an ambulance..." I said sweetly and then added;