Most girls would be jealous of Calliope Draycott. She seemingly has it all. The friends, the money, the boyfriend, and in a few years, if all goes to plan, she'll have the job too. So why doesn't she feel happy? It's after a disastrous family dinner...
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I've been spending so much time with Caia that my grades are probably slipping, though I'll probably blame the fact that up until very recently I was working two jobs rather than on the fact that I've been spending most of my time with Caia. This is something we only realised when she got her first ever 2:1. It was still a high 2:1, but you would've thought she failed it by the look on her face.
She looked like a small child that just found out that Father Christmas, the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny don't actually exist.
When I'd managed to calm her down, she'd kissed me goodbye without even thinking. It was the quickest kiss we'd ever had, her hand resting against my chest and before I could even respond she was gone, and even though it was so quick, it's the best kiss I've ever had. Because it was felt like a habit. Kissing me goodbye has become a habit for her, and there's no better feeling in the world than the feeling that gave me.
It's been a week since I've last seen her now, and I feel like I'm going insane. Like pull-my-hair-out-and-scream insane. Sure, we've been texting through the days but god, it's crazy how seeing her has become part of my routine already.
And now I've been forced to go cold turkey.
She's been spending most of her days in the library, determined to not get another 2:1, while I've been working at the bookshop more before I go home for a couple of weeks. Today is my day off though, and instead of seeing Caia, like I want to, I have plans to study in the library with Jen and Kat.
But then again, it's the library so I might be able to run into Caia. I don't even care if I get to talk to her, I just need to see her at this point. If Josh knew what I was thinking the mocking I'd get for being whipped would be ridiculous, not that he can talk. He's just as whipped as I am, maybe even more so. I haven't emptied out half of my wardrobe so Caia can keep clothes at mine like he has for Arden.
To be honest, I don't know how they're going to manage going two weeks without seeing each other while they're both at home over the Christmas break. Then again, Caia and I haven't even labelled our thing yet and I already know that the two weeks are going to be a struggle. The only part of it I'm actually looking forward to is when she visits for her shopping trip with Vi, but they've already said it's "girl time" and there's no way that I'm allowed to tag along.
Even after I promised to just follow them around quietly carrying their bags, and yes, I had realised how pathetic and desperate that had made me sound the second the words had left my mouth. Even if I hadn't realised that myself, the way Caia's lips quirked up would've given me a hint, but Vi, ever the delight, took great pleasure in laughing at me over the phone and telling me just how pathetic that was.
So I've planned to take Oscar out for the day so we're not stuck at home moping about how Vi gets to go out and have some fun. I have no idea what we're going to do yet, but I'm sure I'll think of something. It would be easier if he were eighteen, I could just take him to the pub, but we're a few years away from being able to do that.
