When Trouble Meets Trouble

[ C h a p t e r - T w e l v e ]

“He’s 15 and his name’s Blake. He goes to our school but he’s a sophomore. Is that bad?” she asked, eyes innocently looking at me. I shook my head.

“Not in my book, I mean, he’s a year older. So what?” I giggled girlishly and she joined in.

Sabrina’s loud voice entered the picture. “Sierra! Some boy named Blake is looking for you. He asked me if I was you and I told him I’d find you. He’s waiting for you by the drinks,” Sabrina turned her attention to me. “Savannah, I didn’t know you were going to be here. You look so pretty.”

I smiled at Sabrina. She was wearing a pair of pink skinny jeans and a black crop top. She was also wearing a shirt under it, though (Jonah has been around, I see). She left her hair down, though. “Thank you, you do too.”

“Have you seen Jonah?” she asked and I shook my head, biting my lip. “Are you guys in an argument again?”

I shrugged. “Honestly, I don’t know.”   

“What happened?” she asked.

“He found out about the sabotaging of Waverly’s dress. He came to my job and snatched the cloth out of my pocket,” I told her. Her mouth was gaping open.

“Is he angry at you?” she asked and I shrugged.

“He called me once but I didn’t answer,” I sheepishly admitted. “Anyway, I have to go to the bathroom.”

She pointed in the direction and I began making my way over there. I had to push through a crowd of people but I was okay with it. I even received a wink from a guy so it wasn’t all bad, I guess.

When I left the bathroom, I walked over to the DJ stand and saw my cousin Percy. He smiled at me. “Hey, Vanna.”

“Hey Perce,” I grinned.

“How are you? Seen any cute guys?” he imitated a girl’s voice and I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah, the bouncer,” I shrugged and he furrowed his eyebrows.

“Let me remind you that you’re a minor,” he told me and I laughed.

“I just think he’s cute, Percy,” I defended and he smiled.

“Well, go have fun, but not too much fun. I’ll be here if you need me," he told me and I nodded, walking through the crowd.

I walked over to the food tables and I ordered a slice of pizza. I sat down at the only empty table and began eating. About two minutes into my meal, I heard the chair across from me scrape across the floor noisily. “May I sit here?”

I looked up at the guy and nodded. Yes you may, you beautiful gift from the heavens, you. Thinking the conversation was over; I awkwardly went back to eating my food. “What’s your name?”

I looked up at him, my eyebrows rising. “Savannah, what’s yours?”

He smiled. “I’m Caleb.” I noticed that he had braces. They made him even more adorable. I fixed my glasses, nodding.

He’s tall and has blonde hair. He looks like a skater. “How old are you?” he asked me.

“I’m 16. How old are you?” I asked him, smiling slightly.

“I’m 16, too. I’m turning 17 in January,” he grinned.

“February,” I laughed.

“I’m older than you," he teased and I pouted playfully.

“What school do you go to?” I asked.

“Your school, NV; I’m in your English class. You always have your head in a book though, probably texting, but I'm not one to judge," he smiled and I closed my eyes for a moment.