What Happens, Happens.

CHAPTER 2 (Caleb’s POV)

I sighed as I slumped onto my bed. First day of school was over. I suppose now you could say bring on the rest of the year. But I honestly would rather not. Well as long as she’s gonna be around..

Clarissa. It’s got a ring to it. I could get use to that. Yepp, I could definitely survive the rest of the year as long as she’s around. I grinned at the thought of that. Loud footsteps awoke me from my dream state. I quickly ran to my desk and pulled out my homework which I immediately started doing.

“Oii. What are you doing.” My father’s voice echoed through my ear drums. I gulped to myself before answering hesitantly.

“Homework. Did you want me to do anything?” I spoke carefully, no tone just in case it might tick him off. I sure as hell didn’t need that.

“What do you take me for, huh?! Some invalid that can’t do anything?! That appears to need your help all the time?!” He growled and stood at the doorway of my room, which thankfully is at the other end of my room.

“No.” I answered simply so he wouldn’t try to kill me for talking back.

“That’s what I thought.” His voice lowered, but still harsh. “Dinner will be here in ten. I want you down here before that got it?”

I simply nodded at that and didn’t look away from him till he finally left the room and stomped back down stairs. I sighed in relief and cautiously got up from the desk and laid back onto the warm and comforting bed.

It took everything I had to walk slowly down the stairs as he requested. Once at the bottom, the only place that I could sit without being killed by him was at the kitchen table. The living room was just something I couldn’t bring myself to sit in next to the person I shamefully call my Father.

The doorbell rang. I jumped up to go get it, hoping it wasn’t pizza. I’ve had enough of pizza. It’s all he eats. I rolled my eyes at that thought and opened the door, knowing it was gonna be pizza anyway. I sighed when I saw the guy holding the box and pulled out my wallet to pay ten took the box and closed the door after he left.

“Dad, pizza’s here.” I placed the box on the kitchen table in between the two plates and sat down. Dad walked in and sat down and opened the box first. I wouldn’t’ dare touch the box before him.

“So, how was the first day back at that hell hole you call school?” He spoke while eating, which was absolutely disgusting. But unfortunately I was used to it.

“Good. Two new kids this year. This girl and guy.” I didn’t say too much in case it ticked him off.

“Hmm. New girl. Interesting.”

“She’s a shoe in for the basketball team too. She played during PE. It was a sight to see.” I smirked to myself at the thought of the game.

“Sounds good.” You could tell he didn’t give a shit.

I sat and ate the pizza, like every other night, then left the table, washed my plate, then walked back upstairs to actually do my homework.

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(Toby’s POV)

School blows. I never understood its true purpose.

Second day of school. Can’t be that bad.

I walked through the hall toward my locker with Candice by my side, talking about something. I wasn’t exactly listening. I was actually concentrating on Clarissa and Kayden over near their lockers.

“Earth to Toby.” Candice was standing in front of me, clicking her fingers, awaking me from my trance. “Dude, quit staring. They’ll think you’re a freak.”

“How did yo- Never mind. I wasn’t looking at them.” I folded my arms and glared at her. “And why would they think im a freak?”

“Have you seen the look on your face?” There was laughter through her voice as she spoke. I rolled my eyes and shook my head at that and turned to my locker, getting my math book out for first period. I didn’t mind maths. Strange, right? Well its kinda the only thing im good at. “What are you daydreaming about now freak?” Candice just laughed at me and shook her head.

“Hmm? Ohh nothing.” As soon as the words left my mouth, the bell sounded for first period.

“Well, nerd, I’ve got English. Go be a freak in Maths.” And with that, she merely patted my head and walked off. I shut my locker and walked toward the maths room. The door of course was open. The table at the back, that’s where I’ve always sat.