An Unexpected Turn of Events ~5SOS~

4.

Dinner was well, interesting.

I would've thought that with four teenage boys that it would've been loud, but no. All that was heard was the scraping of forks on plates.

It was Aunt Nora who finally broke the silence.

"So Callie I know you're studying in London. What are you getting your degree in?" She asked.

Callie smiled, "I'm mostly taking electives while I'm here because some of the things taught here don't match up in the states. But when I finish college I'm going to be an elementary school teacher."

"That's wonderful! Nora is a principle at a two room school house in town," Uncle Sean said.
"And it's my understanding Ashton, that if you weren't in this band you'd be a teacher as well?" Aunt Nora asked.

Ashton smiled, "Yes! I wanted to be a music teacher. But thankfully I get to be in this band, and that's my job. It's great."

"What about you Charlie?" Calum piped up.

"I'm finishing my senior year in high school then I'm going to college to get my degree for photography. My goal is to open up my own gallery or have my own business. I haven't really decided yet," I explained.

"Where are you going to college?" Michael asked as he stabbed a potato with his fork.

"I haven't decided yet. My top two choices both accepted me and they both gave me scholarships. I'd only pay half the tuition," I explained.

"What schools?" Uncle Sean asked.             

"UCLA and Seattle University. Mom wants me to go to SU because it's close to home. Only three hours away. But UCLA gave a lot of money and their program is really great. So I have to make a decision soon," I said smiling.

"So you're from Washington then?" Calum asked.

"Well, now we are. We moved from New York three years ago," I explained.

"Oh, how come?" He inquired.

My mom dropped her fork onto her plate, making a loud noise.

"Uh, a change in scenery," I said looking at my hands which were in my lap.

Since I was sitting next to Ash, he grabbed one of my hands and gave it a reassuring squeeze. I looked up at him and gave him a grateful smile.

The rest of the meal was eaten in almost complete silence.

I offered to help clean up, but Aunt Nora refused. So instead I went back out to the back porch and continued to edit photos.

I had gotten through four photos, when my phone vibrated next to me.

I looked down to see a text message from one of my friends, Abigail. I opened it and read it laughing.
It read:
Why the hell did you not tell me you were cousins with Ashton Irwin?!?!?!