sHE'S brOKen

Caleb Davenport

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I walk into school with my letterman jacket on and try to find my 'girlfriend'. I'm getting dapped up by a few people about the final game we have later tonight and ask if they've seen Angelina. A girl pointed me to her locker and I gave her a wink, "Thanks," She blushes and her friends giggle.

I walk up to Angelina, "Hey baby," She gives me a kiss and continues to talk, "So today I need a little favor." I raise an eyebrow, "Okay..." Angelina grabs a tube of lipgloss and after she applies it she looks at me. "I need you to talk to the counselor for me." I look at her confused, "Ms. O'Neill? Why?" She rolls her eyes and grabs some books from her locker. "She won't let me have my sessions and I need you to convince her to let me talk to her again."

I look past her as she keeps talking. I see Ace and Cylyss giggling down the hall. "Uh hello? Are you listening?" I refocus on Angelina, "Huh?" She slams her locker and follows my previous gaze. She turns back and rolls her eyes. "Just talk to her and report back to me. Also it's rude to stare." She kisses my cheek and walks away.

I knock on Ms. O'Neill's door. "Come in!" I hear her say. I walk in and take a seat on the beanbag. "Caleb, this is a surprise. What brings you to my office?" She tucks a piece of hair behind her ear, grabbing her clipboard. I run my hands through my hair, "Well I wanted to talk about my girlfriend." Her face drains of color as she inhaled. "I'm sorry but we aren't allowed to talk about other students I have sessions with unless they threaten you." I shake my head, "Well that's the thing, you don't have sessions with her anymore so we can talk about her. So as I was saying, why did you stop your sessions with her?"

She puts her glasses on, "That's confident- ," I cross my arms, "Confidential my ass. I'm sure the school wouldn't be pleased to know that you ended your sessions with a student that still needs your help because of a personal vendetta that you have." She slams her clipboard on her desk, "I'm sure the board wouldn't be pleased to know that certain students are here on bribery. You can't win Davenport, so either we talk about something else and I think about continuing my sessions with her or you leave my office defeated." I scoff not being able to think of more to say. I grab my stuff and walk out, "Either you restart your sessions with her or you get fired. Us Davenports have a way of getting what we want. ALWAYS."

I stormed out of her office and texted Angelina.

Me: Well I talked to her

Angelina: And...?

Me: It didn't go as well as I hoped.

Angelina: You did great actually

Me: What?

Angelina: I just got an email from her. You did a good job. I'll see you during lunch.

I sighed and headed to my locker. At least she's happy. First person this week to not yell at me for fucking up. I opened my locker and grabbed some of my stuff for class. It was the start of the new semester and I was already late for psychology. I got out a sticky note and wrote a late pass. I rushed to class for the first time in a long time.

I open the door and see a new teacher. "Mr. Davenport, so nice of you to join us." I make eye contact with her. It was the woman I saw when we first moved here. The one who gave me money to pay and then disappeared. "Uh yeah... sorry. Here's my pass." She grabs it and places it on her desk. "Anyway my name is Ms. Keating. Take your seat next to Ace." I scanned the room and saw Cylyss sitting next to Angelina at the front, and Ace sitting in the back of the room.