Torn

CALLIE'S POINT OF VIEW

Luke has been officially welcomed into the group, which is AWESOME. More people to tease. Yep, because priorities, right?

"So," Luke says to me in class. He's fidgeting with a rubberband and I'm... Uh... Writing something, while the teacher talks, "I have a question for you."

"Okay." I smile at my paper. I keep my blue hair over the page so no one can see what I'm writing.

"Will you go out with me?" He asks, staring down at his rubber brand. I shut my eyes tightly and push my lips into my mouth to keep myself from screaming.

"Yeah." I say casually, and continue writing.

"Seriously?"

"Uh huh." I smile at him and then look back down.

"Cool."

CALUM'S POINT OF VIEW

I'm sitting in the front of the classroom with Sara, but I'm staring at Luke and Callie. He says something and through strands of her hair I can see her being happy and then she says something. He says something, and then she looks at him, and then he says something again. I hate that guy. Just look at him. Total wanna be. Ick.

"Hey Calum," Sara says, I look over at her, "Callie just texted me that Luke asked her out." She smiles at her screen.

My face is probably red. I dunno why. "Huh." I say.

"Is that bad or something?" She asks, still looking at her phone.

"Er, no, just... Weird. I guess." I shrug.

"Hm." She says. I look back over at Callie. I frown. I look at Sara.

"Wanna go make out?" I ask. She nods and we walk out.

JESS'S POINT OF VIEW

I walk the hallway, staring at my phone and eating a cookie.

Callie: Then I said yeah ^-^
Me: Omg you finally have a boyfriend.
Callie: What do you mean finally? I had a boyfriend in freshman year.
Me: Yeah, but that was two years ago, and it was Calum.
Callie: Lol what, is Calum not a real boyfriend?
Me: I dunno. The point is, YAY LUKE.
Callie: YAY LUKE.

I bump into something and look up from my phone. Ashton. Oh shit, oh shit, run! Run! Move! I turn around, when Ash's hand grasps my arm and spins me back to face him. Damn it. I've been avoiding him for like two weeks.

"I hate not talking to you." He says, still holding onto my arm.

"Well, sorry about that." I say, looking at the floor. With his other hand he places it on my chin so I'll look at him, then he drops it.

"I also hate not kissing you." He mumbles.

"W-Wait, what?" I ask.

"I don't like you avoiding me." He says, like that's what he said when he mumbled.

"Umm, no I think you said something else." I smile.

"No I didn't."

"Yeeess you did." I stand on my tippy toes.

"Nooo, I didn't." He smiles.

"Ash don't lie to me, we've been best friends since fifth grade-" He presses his lips against mine.

"I hate not kissing you." He says.

"Oh." Is all my mouth can make out.

"I don't want to be a Michael and Morgan though."

"Okay..."

"So... Do you want to date?" He asks.

"Um. I- I don't know."

"What?"

"Not like, because I don't like you, because I do, it's just that I kinda have a lot going on right now." Lie. Yeah, I like him, but Ashton isn't exactly good with relationships. He's the player of the group.

He bites the corner of his lip, and then smiles a little, "Okay."

"You aren't mad?" I ask.

"Nah." He shrugs, "See ya later." He grins, and then walks down the hallway.

"Hm." I smile.

Callie: YO EARTH TO JESS
Me: Oh, sorry, what?
Callie: We're ditching, wanna come?
Me: Yeah gimme a sec.
Callie: Cool. We're thinking park?
Me: Are you kidding me.
Callie: No, the secret hide out we have. You know hidden by all the trees, with the lake and shit?
Me: Oh, right, right.

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