on me.” If something were to happen to my body, I’d be stuck in community college. Stuck in this small town. Stuck in this hellhole where everyone knows me, and they would talk about what a promising future I had, like they do my uncle. I’ll be damned if that happens to me.
“I’ll do what I want!” She turns away and stomps her way up the stairs.
“…A line-drive hit toward centerfield…” the TV blares, shaking my thoughts away from the evil girl.
It’s around the fifth inning when I hear, “AGHHHH! What the… Caleb ! I’m going kill you!”
Chapter 11
Skylar
“…Stop making a mess, stop making it worse, stop living a lie to kill the curse…” My phone sings to me. I roll over and look down at the ground. The screen has white bubble numbers reflecting back at me that read five thirty. “Oh God, it’s Monday.” I pull the covers over my head and squeeze my eyes shut. Why couldn’t someone have invented time travel by now?
Inhaling deeply, I open my eyes and somehow manage to get myself out of bed. I’ve got to take my shower now, before that scab sabotages it. Slowly, I make my way across the hall and into the empty bathroom.
Once I finish with my shower, I head back to my room. The only company I expect to have is a bunch of boxes, not a smirking Caleb spread across my mattress toying with my iPod. “For the love of Jesus, must you start ruining my day this early in the morning?”
Caleb drops my iPod and his eyes trail my body. I tighten my grip on the towel as a burn settles on my cheeks. The nerve of him eyeing me up like this, what a pig. I roll my eyes in annoyance. “Did you need something?”
“No. Yes. I don’t know,” he mutters.
“Well, could you leave? I’m kind of in the middle of something, and the eye-screwing thing you’re doing to me from my bed is really disgusting.”
Caleb snorts. “Please. You’d be the last person I’d eye fuck. I was just making sure our arrangement is still on.”
I narrow my eyes. “Don’t worry, you’d be the last person I’d ever socialize with in public. As far as knowing Brian and talking to him at school, that won’t be a problem either. Now, get out so I can get dressed.”
“In a second.” He pushes himself off my bed and walks toward the door, which happens to be where I am. His eyes wander again, starting from my feet and stopping at my lips for a fraction of a second too long if you ask me. God, he’s so close. I can see the tiny flecks of gold in his green eyes. I blink and he smiles. “So, I wanna call a truce, you know, for what I did yesterday.”
Ha! As if I could forget what he did to me. There’s no way I’m stooping to a truce with him. “I don’t think so. I plan on getting you back. How, you’ll just have to see. It might be today, tomorrow, might be at the end of the week.” Wait, what am I saying? Am I going to be here for a week? God, I hope not.
He cocks his head and laughs. “Really, Fletch? You actually think you can out-prank me? Fine. Give it your best shot.”
“I see something in your future, Morgan…tears!”
He laughs. “From you.” And exits my room.
Chapter 12
Caleb
“Liv, you are both going to the same place, and I wanted to get new tires on your car today,” Erin says.
“I’ve got to work though. He won’t take me.” She’s got that right. There’s no way I’m going to taxi her ass to work. I’ve got practice after school. And I’ll be damned if I let any chick drive my car, let alone Skylar.
“It’s already done. Your car is already at the shop. If you can’t call off, take a cab to work.”
I watch Skylar’s face burn crimson, and then she turns on her heels. “I should have moved in with Dad!” Then she stomps out of the house. I want to laugh but Erin looks as if she’s about to cry.
I slip out the door before anyone spills any tears, or says anything to me.
Skylar stands beside my car, arms folded, and glaring at the ground.