Four Boys and One Girl

Chapter 12

FOUR BOYS, ONE GIRL AND 1 CRAZY HIGH SCHOOL YEAR

CHAPTER 12

This chapter is dedicated to @xFakingaSmilex; she's one of the nicest people ever.

[PART TWO]

"Hello," she said with a sleepy voice, "who's this?"

"It's your worst nightmare you bitch." I drawled with a scary voice. Yeah, yeah, I know I was being childish but I had nothing left and I physically wanted to hurt her and right now she wasn't in front of me, so...it was all I got.

"What?!" She screamed, sounding more awake now. "Is it karma coming for me? I said I was sorry for depriving those squirrels of their dinner." She pleaded.

And cue me face palming myself. Rachel was pretty, she had the body and she knew how to get what she wanted but she was really...how do I say this, stupid.

"No idiot, it's Callie."

"Callie? Callie Donovan?" I could just picture her shooting up and smoothing her long chestnut locks. "Where are you? I thought you were dead. Are you okay?"

Dead? Of all things Rachel Payne, why would I be dead> I sighed. "I'm fine Rachel, I just –"

"Look, I'm really sorry for what happened. I couldn't get expelled, you know my family and their rules." She apologized, cutting me off.

"I know, I know, I'll kill you later for that. But for now I need your help." I said whispering.

"Sure, anything."

"I'm at the airport. I need you to come pick me up. Please."

"The airport? What are you doing at the airport?"

"I'll explain later, but for now just shut up and come pick me okay?"

...

Twenty minutes later, I was sitting in Rachel's convertible – her dad really went out this time, the car was amazing – and listening to good music. She came to pick me up and because she was Rachel, she had commented on my hair.

"Your hair is really ugly." She had said, pointing at my ball of frizzed hair. I had pulled her hair and hit her hard, yes really hard. Revenge was best served sweet.

"So... you wanna tell me where you've been all this time?" She asked, breaking me from my thoughts.

"I was being a boy." I replied easily. Even though Rachel had been an ass and abandoned me, she was still my best friend and I was going to tell her everything.

She gasped, "Oh My Gosh, you got castrated? You're a transgender now?"

And, cue me face palming myself... again. "No, you'll never believe this, but I've been in an all boys' school."

"Shut. Up. No fucking way." She said, giving me a proud look, "You mean all this time you've been –?"

I nodded.

"And you've been a –?"

I nodded again.

"Nice one Cal, really good one." She said like a teacher proud of his/her student. "But did you get to see any...you know, good stuff?" She asked, grinning mischievously.

Catching on on what she meant, I smiled. "Nope, never got the chance. But there were a lot of cute boys."

"Oh My God, I wanna go to an all boys' school too." She teased, laughing.