I rub the sleep from my eyes. It's the next day. I must've cried myself to sleep.
Oh Caleb...it's Friday.
I hate Fridays. I know that's a bit unusual since 'EvEryONe LoVeS FrIdAys', but I just don't. Year 12s usually leave early on fridays, meaning that Caleb will be leaving me. I hate that.
As I lay on my bed, thinking of Caleb, I hear a knock at my door.
"CALEB?!" I ask hoping my fantasies have become real....but alas.
"What? No it's your dad, hurry and get up, it's time for school."
God... I hate school, if it wasn't for the reassurance of Caleb's presence, I would've burnt that place down a loooong time ago. I still could......I should........NO! I could never do that to Caleb. If I killed him. I would kill myself.
I groan as I pull the Caleb printed blanket off of me. A quick shiver running down my back. Oh Caleb, I wish you could warm me up with your sweet embrace.
I quickly get changed into my school uniform, not caring about any of the red stains or holes. I put on my socks that were specially customed to have Caleb's face on it, and covered them up with my sneakers. I don't want Caleb to think I'm a stalker.
Ahahahahhahahahahahahahaha.
As I brush out the knots in my hair, I started to listen to my special playlist.
The playlist only consists of Caleb breathing or talking to some of his friends. The audios aren't very clear, but I still love them, it's like he's talking to me, and that just made my heart burst.
Hmmmm ahhhh awwww yes. I love Caleb, so so so So sO So SO SO SOOOO much. No one will ever take him away from me. Not his friends, his family or even himself.
As I finish getting ready, I quickly stuff all my books into my bag. None of the books actually have work on it though, it only consists of drawings of my one and only, Caleb.
Before leaving my bedroom, I quickly look look back, making sure that I don't forget anything. My entire walls are covered in either drawings or pictures of Caleb. My mom found that weird. But that's okay. She's not here anymore.
She's gone.
Today's the day, I'm finally going to talk to him.
