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When I wake up it's not from my alarm clock, but from knocking coming from the door. I quickly put my hair in a messy bun and slip on a t-shirt before slumping my way to the door. When I open it I see...Caleb. "My lady" Hey says smirking childishly reaching out his hand as if I was royalty. To be honest, I'm still a little pissed from what happened yesterday. 

Maybe he's just not the king of first impressions.

"Hi Caleb." I say my voice still being a little raspy. He studies my sleepy face features as if he were looking for something, but must've given up because a few seconds later(notice I don't say "a few sex" Like Caleb. *lol*) he stops staring at me and glances to the side. "Can I help you or did you just come here to tell me that you can still see my nipples through my shirt." This gets a giggle out of both of us. We make I contact once again and Caleb clears his throat. "I uh, was wondering if you'd like, or would be willing to, go to breakfast with me?" He tells me scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. "Umm... Yeah sure! I'll be ready in ten. k?" He nods his head and I gesture for him to come inside. Caleb sits on the couch while I go into my room to change. I put on my favorite pair of jean shorts and a black bra with a black mesh top with stars on it. I slip on my Vans , that I painted myself. Caleb shouts to hurry up so I do my makeup really quickly.

What? He seems nice.( Aside from yesterday.) I don't want to keep him waiting.

When I make my way back to the living-room Caleb glances at me before going back to his phone. I discreetly look over his shoulder to his phone to see what he's up to. 

Wait! Who the fuck is he texting?!?! 

When I see the contact name at the top of the screen it says, " Ross"

The convo

Caleb: Yeh im goin out with a girl

Ross: Is she sexy

Caleb:I guess....

Ross: send a pic ;)

Caleb: (image here)

Ross: SHE THIC!!!

Ross: ...I would hit.

Caleb: Hey! shes mine! ok man!?!?

 ROSS HAS LEFT THE CHAT

Caleb grunts to himself in annoyance before looking over at me. My eyes widen but quickly turn to anger. "What the hell Caleb?! Your disgusting!!!" "Me??? It was Ross who said he would hit! Don't look at me!!!"  "I don't give a shit what he said! I'm not yours Caleb, and I hope you know, THIS IS NOT A DATE!!! You know what, I don't even want to go anymore! Get out!" I point to the door but he doesn't move. "Did you hear my Caleb? I said get out!"

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