Change of Plans - C.L. Blackwell Page 0,10
really quickly but didn’t say anything, just like he didn’t in computer graphics the period before this. I don’t know if he was silently angry or if he finally saw it from my point of view. Either way I was glad he was finally off my back for what happened earlier.
Allie was silent. For once she let me do everything, not even stepping in when I purposefully turned the temperature on the burner too high. A silent Allie was worse than an angry Allie. I felt guilty because I was well aware that one of the reasons she was acting so distant was because of the library incident.
I nudged her, trying to lighten the mood, “You know, for such a perfectionist, you sure are lacking today. If you don’t step in soon, we might get less than 100 on this lab,” That earned me a glare, which was better than nothing. “If I burn the school down they might blame you for not keeping an eye on me.” I could feel that she was trying to suppress a smile, which just made me smile more.
Finally, her smile that I loved so much made an appearance, and I couldn't help but feel as a weight was lifted from my shoulders.
“Well Einstein, if you keep the burner that high, you might actually burn the school down. Also, you should waft whatever is in there,” she said pointing at the beaker, “not stick your nose right in and inhale like it’s a scratch-and-sniff. I would hate for you to get chemicals in your system and have to go to the nurse again.” I knew the chemicals wouldn’t hurt me, and my Wolf Side would make me heal faster, but I humored her and moved the beaker away from my face.
“Better? So if I can’t sniff the beaker, what can I sniff?”
“What are you? A dog?” Yes, technically.
I chuckled. If she only knew. Allie quirked an eyebrow at me until I turned and started working on the experiment, turning down the temperature on the burner. Well, there was no denying that we had chemistry together.
Chapter Nine
Cat Fight
Allie
Laughing with Caleb Winters wasn’t something I liked. Well, I didn’t exactly hate it. It was nice because he was funny, but I knew it would only inflate his ego. Therefore, even though I tried not to laugh, I did. A lot. Brody stayed silent at his station, mixing chemicals perfectly.
I was measuring the sodium when Caleb brought up my birthday, again. “So what are you doing for your birthday this year?” It caught me a little off-guard with how curious he was, why did he care?
“Probably just hanging out with Matt like I always do, maybe catch a movie,” I responded, not taking my eyes off the sodium.
“Ahh lover boy,” I guess snarky Caleb was back. “I thought he would be more romantic than just hanging out. If you would finally take me up on that date, I could do so much better.”
The sodium burned my nose, and I felt my temper rising.
“First of all, Matt is not my boyfriend- he’s my best friend. Second of all, that date is never going to happen so stop asking.” I didn’t date, not now, and probably not until I am far out of this small town. I’ve never even had a first kiss, but I honestly didn’t mind. I hadn’t even come close until this morning. There was no point in dating; they always just leave you and hurt you in the end.
Caleb also didn't date- he played. I heard that he went through girls like there was an endless supply, which for him there probably was. Every day, all day, all I heard about was how hot Caleb was or how good his butt looked in a pair of jeans. That’s why I didn’t have girl friends; they were annoying and only thought about popularity or their hair. I have one motto for friends: quality over quantity, as for dating: never gonna happen.
Caleb and I somehow made it through the rest of the period without burning or blowing up anything. When the bell rang for lunch, he grabbed my bag and headed out the door. Seriously? This was the second guy today who’s carried my stuff to class. Did they think I had twigs for arms? In the hallway, I had to fast walk to keep up with Caleb’s long strides. He made small chat about teachers and projects and whether or not I was going to the