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Part 23

"Ouch!" I his reaching for my leg. I see a frisbee laying a couple feet away from me.

"I'm so sorry!" I hear a voice say coming from my right.

"Yeah, well next time watch where the heck you're throwing things" I spit back. I look up and am surprised by what I see. "Uh- I- Uh"

"I really am sorry, my friend over there can get pretty carried away" the very attractive guy in front of me says point behind him. He has beach blonde hair and dark blue eyes with a stunningly perfect body.

"It's really not a big deal" I tell him.

"Are you okay?"

I nod, "Yeah, I'm-"

"Oh my gosh!" he says pointing to my leg. And sure enough there is a big black and blue bruise forming around a deep gash.

"Crap" I mutter under my breath.

"Here let me help you up" he says holding out his hand.

I grab it and try to hoist myself up, but my leg begins to hurt unbearably. I wince and shut my eyes tightly sitting back down.

"Crap, uh- let me carry you?" he says in a questioning manner.

I nod with my eyes still shut tightly, but open them when he places one arm around my waist and one under my knees. I reactionally put my arm around his shoulder and he carries me over to where I'm assuming his friends are and sets me down on the towel under their umbrella.

"Dude, Caleb, what did you do?" a guy asks him walking towards us.

"It wasn't me, Josh was the one that threw the frisbee at her" the guy who carried me over here argues. So his name is Caleb?

"Well what are you going to do?"

"Uh, clean the cut? I don't know" he says.

"Wow, that makes me feel good" I say sarcastically. They both look at me like they forgot I was there.

"Oh uh, yeah. Let me get that" he says pulling a small first aid kit from a backpack. The other guy walks away yelling something at the Josh guy about throwing the frisbee at me.

Meanwhile, Caleb grabs some small antibacterial wipes from the first aid kit. "This is probably going to sting" he informs me. I nod and wait for him to apply them to the wound.

He does and I wince grabbing his free hand squeezing it tight. He looks up at me for a brief moment but looks away when I look at him. He continues to wipe away and the cut but eventually stops and puts a large bandaid over it.

"All done" he states. I open my eyes and look at my leg then at him. He has a cheeky grin on his face.

"So, uh Caleb is it?" I ask awkwardly.

"Yeah, and what's your name?"

"My name is Sierra" I say giving him a warm smile.

"Well Sierra, sorry about your leg" he says chuckling lightly.

I giggle, "It's no big deal" he smiles and I finally am able to study his features a bit more. His smile is bright white and perfectly straight, his dark blue eyes also seem to be studying my face. We sit there looking at each other for a minute.

"Hey Caleb, where's the gi-" we both turn and look at the voice which belongs to a guy I've never seen before.

"Josh if you're looking for the girl you almost killed, this is her" he says pointing at me.

The guy, or Josh, looks at me with a worried look, "I'm so sorry! Where did I hit you? Are you okay?" he says coming closer to me and kneeling next to me.

I laugh, "I'm fine"

"Damn right you are" he states with a smirk. My mouth falls open.

"Dude!" Caleb yells punching Josh in the arm causing him to fall back a bit.

"Gosh, I was just kidding" Josh says rubbing his arm. I giggle.

"Anyways," Caleb says, "Do you need help getting back to your house?" he asks me.

"Uhm, actually I just have to go like right over there" I point behind me to the left. "I'll be fine" I say beginning to stand up but wince in pain when I out pressure on my right leg.

Caleb rushes to my side putting his arm around my waist while I have my arm over his shoulders. I sigh and put more weight into him.

"Thanks"

He smirks looking down at me, "What were you saying about being able to get home by yourself?"

I groan, "Fine. Caleb will you help me?" he laughs.

"Of course" we begin walking.

"Wait, I left my stuff over there" I say and he helps me walk over there and pick it up. I decide against putting shorts on, just slip my tank top and shoes on.

We're about to start waking when Caleb stops, "You know, I feel like since I'm helping you so much I should know more about you" he chuckles.

"What are you saying?" I ask him with a slight smirk.

"Wanna grab some lunch?" He asks me innocently.

"I'd love to" I say smiling at him.

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A/N: well that escalated quickly... what do you guys think of Caleb? do you think Sierra has forgotten about Nash?

btw yay for long chapters!