26 | Up To Something

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LUCI'S POV
*A week later*

"Morning Caleb!" I say, tugging the back of his shirt.

"You sure have a lot of energy.." Caleb mumbles, continuing to walk.

I don't let go of his shirt and it results in me being pulled along with him. My socks making it easy for me to slide across the hardwood floors.

"Oh jeez. I keep forgetting you dyed your hair." Athena says startled as we both enter the kitchen.

I let go of Caleb once he become stationary.

"It's only been a week." I shrug. "I'm still getting used to it." I finish.

Athena hums in response.

"Meeting was cancelled by the way Caleb." Athena tells him.

"Jesus fucking.. Why didn't you- You know what. Never mind." He starts to walk out of the kitchen.

I follow on his heals.

Grabbing his shirt again, letting him pull me once more.

"You're enjoying that too much." He grumbles.

He stops abruptly making me run into him.

I step back regaining my balance.

He turns to me and bends down, coming face to face with me.

He stared at me intently, searching me.. Scanning me.

"What's up with you?.." He asks, narrowing his eyes.

I tilt my head slightly, unsure of what he means.

A red tint appears on his cheeks.

"I should be asking you. You're blushing." I retort.

He breaks eye contact with me briefly before connecting his gaze with mine again.

I reach my hand up, placing the back of my hand on his forehead and then feeling around his cheeks with both my hands.

"You feeling okay?" I ask him and he grabs both my hands, fully standing up.

"You're up to something." He inquires.

"Up to what?"

"I don't know. You tell me. " He replies.

I stare up at him through my eyelashes.

Is he not getting the hint?

"You should.. Probably go find your mom or something." Caleb tells me, letting go of my wrists.

"Are you trying to get rid of me?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Yes. Now go." He turns me around pushing me in that direction. When I look back, he's gone.

Ben enters the hallway, walking in my direction.

His gaze is fixated at the floor.

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