Torn

CALLIE'S POINT OF VIEW

It probably would've been smart to study before the test today. It was a little distracting with Calum falling asleep with Sara on Monday, then on Tuesday Luke and I were up basically all night playing video games. I totally beat his ass, if you were wondering.

I sleepily walk into class, badly not wanting to be here. The only one of my friends who's here today is Calum, and we aren't being very friendly lately. I sit down in my seat, next to Calum. God this is going to be awkward as hell.

We don't say anything to each other. We don't need to, we both know what's going on, and we're both trying to avoid it. I bite my lip and pick at my fingernails.

"Okay everyone," The teacher says glumly, "this test is worth half your grade,"

"What?!" I whisper.

"It's okay, this class is easy." Calum says back.

"Yeah, for you. You get straight A's without even trying." I huff.

"And B's." He adds. I roll my eyes. I'm trying to be as least friendly as possible. That way, there's no chemistry between us, just annoyance. "What's up with you, anyway? You usually aren't so uptight."

"I'm just tired."

"Hm. How come?"

"I was at Luke's." I shrug.

"Oh. Gross. Don't want any details there." He raises his top lip in disgust.

I roll my eyes, "We didn't do anything, Calum."

"Oh, sure you didn't." He says sarcastically. I couldn't do anything with him even if I wanted to. I'm not sure why, though. "It's good you didn't, though."

"Why?"

"Cause."

"Cause why?"

"Because he isn't like.." He huffs.

"He isn't like...?"

"He isn't your type."

I laugh, "How would you know?"

"Because I know YOU." He crosses his arms.

"Really."

"Yeah. I lived next to you for like three years." He rolls his eyes, "You only like him for what he comes off as."

I raise an eyebrow, "And what's that?"

He hesitates. He looks at the ground, and then looks at me, "Like me."

"What?"

"He looks all bad boyish, and that's your type." He shrugs.

"All of my friends are bad." I roll my eyes.

"True, but they don't have the same thing Luke and I do."

"And what's that." I ask flatly. Dear god, when is this test going to start?!

"He looks like he could seriously disfigure someone's face if they tried messing with you. You seem to like the tough bad boys, and all I'm saying is he isn't as tough as he seems." He shrugs.

"Yeah, well neither are you."

"Are you kidding me? That's a lie and you know it." He smiles, "Luke is just to soft for you."

"Well maybe I like soft." I shrug.

"You didn't used to." He mutters. I feel like I just got punched in the face, except with memories. His hands on my skin, his lips on mine. God.

"People change."

"You don't." He looks at me, "I've known you for years, and you haven't changed. The only thing you've changed is your hair."

"Luke is great, okay? You hardly even know him."

"I don't need to. He isn't your type, and eventually you're going to realize it."

"Oh what, and then go running to you?" I snap. Oops.

"No. Callie." He says seriously, "Whatever. My point is, I wouldn't do anything with him if I were you."

"Well, you aren't dating him, so." I roll my eyes.

When the test starts, and the class goes silent, it's even more awkward. How could Calum not like Luke? What, does he think he's my rebound? That's stupid. Sure, Calum and I dated for a while, and sure, they were probably the best couple years of my life, but he dumped me over a year ago. I'm totally over it. Okay not really, but Luke isn't my rebound. I guess he's a little right though. Luke looks bad, and acts like it and does crazy things like setting a gym on fire, but he isn't one of us. That doesn't make him any less likable though.

When I turn my test in, the teacher looks at me oddly. Weirdo.

"How do you think you did?" Calum asks.

"Well I really hope I passed it. I mean my grades are awful and I hardly even show up, they're talking about expelling me."

"Damn."

Notes

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-BH