Chapter Three

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I wake up to overpopulated birds singing their little hearts out. I carry out the usual morning routine, and head out the door to the real world, beyond my own.

Just the blinding sun on it's own is enough to knock me off my feet. I alread decide this is going to be a long day.

I'm welcomed at my locker by, yes of course, Caleb. "Listen, we need to talk. Well, I need to talk, you need to listen," he spills. I roll my eyes. He continues, "I don't know what you saw yesterday after I fled, but whatever it was, make sure you unsee or unhear it. Whatever the scenerio was." I raise my arms as in 'I surrender.'

I dig out my books, procrastinating so when I do come out, he'll be gone. But to my luck, he's still standing there. Waiting, but for what? "You know, for someone who doesn't talk, you've got a lot of attitude," Caleb blurts. I ignore him and walk away, off to my first class.

The only class I did have with Caleb was P.E. Before the always-late teacher came in, Caleb basically drags me behind the bleachers. Is he kidnapping me?

"First off, hey. And I know you don't talk, but do you text?" Caleb says, and this already seems cloudy. I shake my head, texting is talking, just not verbally. "Okayyy, do you have like a little white board to carry around or something?" I cross my arms. "No? Okay, doesn't make it easy. Is there anyway to get to know each other then?" I was only half listening, while a lock of his carmel brown hair was out of place, and bothering me terribly. He must notice sonething and says, "What are you staring at?" I snap out of it and shake my head. "Let's just say, I'll be seeing you later." With that he prances back over to his friends who don't appear to have noticed his absence.

I should take into consideration the whole I'll be seeing you later thing, but I don't understand what he meant, so I don't exactly care.

After that, I skip P.E. as usual, and go to the library. I continually read the noticeable purple-back book until the dismissal bell chimes throughout the hallways.

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