Chapter 22 (Caroline)
Chapter 22 (Caroline)
I wasn't as cranky as I normally was on Monday. After Keegan left my house Saturday, he stopped by
Sunday to see how I was doing. He even brought a toy airplane for Preston. It was still amazing how
much Preston liked him. They played in the living room for almost the whole day. With Monday rearing Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
its ugly head, I actually wasn't that affected by it. I mean, I still wasn't talking to anyone until lunch, but
that was okay. That was my tradition. I was relieved when lunch rolled around. I couldn't wait to see
Keegan. I wanted to see him. I wanted to touch him and feel that comforting warmth I always feel when
we're touching. I slid into my seat at the table with the lunch I packed. Stacy and Mariana were the first
to the table. They looked sullen and sad.
"We are so sorry about what happened at the party," Stacy blurted first. I shook my head.
"Nothing happened and I got home okay. That's all that matters," I said. Mariana put her head on my
shoulder and her hand rested on my far shoulder as she sighed.
"I'm sorry too. I never should've let Stacy talk me into taking you to a party," she said. Stacy's mouth
dropped as she looked at Mariana.
"Hey!" she protested. I only laughed.
"It's okay, really. Keegan took me home and I was fine," I shrugged. Stacy and Mariana's eyes lit up. I
ignored their curious and pleading faces and took a bite of my sandwich.
"Okay, I can't take this anymore. Spill. What happened?" Stacy asked. My cheeks turned bright red as I
thought about what actually happened. "Oh my gosh! Did you hook up with him?" she squealed. My
eyes widened as I started shaking my head.
"No! And keep your voice down," I said quickly. She only giggled. I sighed and looked around before I
looked back to my friends. They leaned in expectantly. "He broke up with Natasha. And my brother
caught him at the house and asked him to stay the night, but he slept in the guest room. And then we
all had breakfast together and my brother questioned me about the party and I broke down. Keegan
came to my room and just held me and it was the best feeling I'd ever had. Then, get this, Preston
even sat in his lap. Preston loves Keegan which is so weird because you know how he is. Then
Keegan left, but he came back Sunday to check on me and ended up playing with Preston almost the
whole day. It was so cute!" I explained in a rush. Stacy and Mariana squealed but quickly stopped when
Keegan and the guys came into view. We all started eating our food, pretending like we weren't just
talking about Keegan. They all slid into our table. Keegan sat on my right and grabbed my hand. I loved
the way it fit perfectly into his; his fingers laced waffle-style with mine. Mariana held her place on my
left. Gregg sat as far away from me as he could. I laughed when I realized it.
"Hey Gregg, why are you way over there? You know I don't bite," I said with a wink.
"Yes you do," he murmured, keeping his eyes on the table. Mariana, Stacy and I laughed. None of the
guys did. Gregg kept his nervous eyes down and Keegan's grip on my hand tightened. The others just
stayed quiet. When we sobered up, I released my hand from Keegan's which made his eyes snap to
me. He was about to protest but the she-witch interrupted him.
"Hey Keegs," she smiled as she sat on his other side, pushing Asher over in the process. He sighed
and turned to her. I looked on confused. I thought he broke up with her?
"Natasha, I told you, we're not together anymore," he said sternly. She only smirked at him as she
touched his face and leaned closer.
"That's not what my dad says," she said in a sing song voice. "He said you can't do that. And you know
you can't be with... Caroline... she's not like us," she added. I wondered what she meant by that. Was
she saying that it was because I wasn't popular like them? And what did her dad have to do with
anything?
"Natasha," he said slowly like he was reprimanding to a two year old. "You know very well how this all
works. I'm going to be... in charge soon and I want what I want, so get used to it. As for us... we're
over," he said carefully but sternly. His voice was laced with authority. She puffed out a breath and
stood before she pointed a finger at me and narrowed her eyes.
"This isn't over," she gave her final words before she left. Gregg was the first to speak up.
"I hate to say this, but she's right until you figure something out," Gregg said. Keegan glared at him.
"We'll talk about this later," Keegan snapped at him with the same amount of authority. Gregg lowered
his head and started eating again. The whole table was silent for the rest of lunch. What was with all
the secrecy? An even better question: what the hell was going on?
The lunch bell rang. Everyone was too happy to get out of there. Keegan walked beside me quietly to
our Forensics class. Before he could walk into the classroom, I pulled him aside. He leaned up against
the wall and waited as I tried to figure out what to say.
"What the hell was that at lunch?" I asked quietly. He only shrugged.
"My parents are... friends with Natasha's parents. They shipped us a while ago and they expected me
to stay with her, but I didn't," he answered carefully. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair.
"She's not going to leave me alone. You know that right?" I said. He shrugged again.
"She will if I tell her too," he muttered.
"Why?" I asked confused. He looked surprised that I heard him. He ran a hand down his face before he
sighed.
"She just... she has to, and let's just leave it at that," he said before he walked into the classroom. I
followed after him. Something told me that this was going to be a long year.