The school day drags on longer than normally. My thoughts are over taken by Kaleb Nixon. He was taking me out tonight: our first real date. I was extremely nervous, a different nervous than I’d been before Bash and I’s date. I don’t know why I’m nervous, I’ve hung out alone with Kaleb plenty of times. Tonight, was different though. I don’t know what Kaleb considers us, but we’re definitely not enemies anymore. We were never actually enemies though.
“What’s on your mind?” Adam’s voice interrupts my thoughts as we walk through the empty hallway. There’s only ten minutes until the bell rings to let every out of school. My fingers are absentmindedly staring down at my phone, waiting for a text from a certain someone.
I turn my attention to my friend, “Nothing, why?”
“You seemed distracted today.” He shrugs. We stop at my locker and he watches as I return my books to their shelves. Adam sighs. “Does it have something to do with Kale, by any chance? The rumor is that he drove you to school this morning. Someone even said they saw you kissing at your locker. I told them that they must be blind.”
I roll my eyes, knowing exactly what Adam thinks of Kaleb. It’s the opinion of the whole student body of Arden Prep. They thought he was a typical bad-boy, not that they were exactly wrong, but he was a lot more than that. “It’s not a rumor, Adam, sorry.”
Adam doesn’t speak for a moment, doesn’t even move. He stares at me with wide eyes and a clenched jaw.
“Breathe.” I tease.
“You rode here, alone, with Kaleb Nixon?” Adam questions.
“Did you hear the part where he kissed me?” I laugh.
“I can’t believe this is happening.” He groans.
“He’s a good guy, Adam. I promise. You just need to get to know him.” I defend.
“No, I don’t. I know exactly who Kale is. I’ve known him since freshmen year. He was the same person then as he is now. He’s a bad guy, Greer. He’s a jerk and he’s mean. He doesn’t care about anyone but himself.”
“It’s not always that black and white, Adam.” I shake my head.
“You’re kidding me, right?” He scoffs. “No offense, but you’ve been in Arden prep for only like a month. I’ve been here since I was a kid. I’ve known Kale a lot longer than you have. It is as black and white as that.”
I stare at him a moment, unable to think of anything to say to him. I don’t want to fight with him and it’s obvious that he’s already made up his mind. I don’t think there was anything that could change his opinion of Kaleb.
Adam sighs, “I’m sorry, Greer. I didn’t mean to come across mean like that. It’s just that, I think you’re making a terrible mistake here. I know Kale, trust me on this one. He’s going to break your heart.”
“If that happens, you can say I told you so.” I reassured him.
“I hope it doesn’t come to that.”
A second later, we’re interrupted by the sound of my phone chiming. My eyes snap down to my screen to see Kaleb’s name pop up. A smile instinctively crosses my lips. I know Adam catches it because he sighs softly.
“Can you at least think about getting to know him better, please? For me?” I question.
He studies me a moment before giving a reluctant nod. “Fine, I’ll think about it.”
I give him a bright smile, “Thanks.”
“Just know, as soon as he hurts you, I’m going to punch him.” Adam warns.
I laugh, “Okay, you do that.”
“Well, I’ll see you later then.”
I wave at him over my shoulder as I walk down the hallway. Kaleb’s text said he was waiting for outside. When I push open the doors, sure enough, his mustang is the first thing I see. He’s leaning against the passenger side door waiting for me. He stands up as soon as he spots me, a bright smile crossing his lips.
I stop for a moment at the top of the steps to study him. He’s changed out of his school uniform: wearing a pair of dark jeans and a black t-shirt. He walks up the steps, hands shoved in his pockets. He stops on the step below where I’m standing, staring up with me with all-seeing eyes.
He leans up to where are foreheads are almost touching and places his lips against mine. I smile as soon as he breaks away from me. “I could get used to that.” I hum, my insides buzzing with the closeness of Kaleb Nixon.
“Me to.” He agrees. He takes the bag from my shoulder and leads me to his car. Kaleb opens the door for me and I slide inside. Rock music once again plays over the speakers. He gets behind the steering wheel and pulls away from the school.
“I need to go home to get changed.” I say to him, fooling with the threads in the leather seats.
He snickers, “Really? I’m really digging the school girl uniform.”
I push his shoulder playfully, “Shut up.”
“I’m serious. I’d be okay if you never took it off.” He joked.
“Just be quiet and take me home.”
He doesn’t protest as he steers us towards my house. It doesn’t take us long until we’re pulling into my driveway. Leo’s truck is parked out front. I’d forgotten that he’d told me this morning he’d be here. I sigh and stay rooted in my seat.
Kaleb notices and rests his hand on my knee. I swivel my head around to look at him. He gives me a small smile to reassure me. “Should I tell him we’re eloping?”
I know he’s teasing, but my heart kicks into overdrive. My eyes widen and I shake my head quickly, “Please don’t do that!”
“I was kidding.” He laughs.
“I know, but Leo is crazily protective. He’d have an aneurysm.”
“I promise to be on my best behavior.”
“Be better.” I snap.
I finally get out of the car, grabbing my bag as I go. Kaleb follows close behind me as I walk through the front door. Leo is just where I thought he would be: surrounded by files at the kitchen table. He looks up as I walk in and then his eyes snap to Kaleb’s.
I clear my throat nervously, “Leo, you remember Kaleb Nixon, right?”
Leo pushes the files into a neat pile and then stands to his feet, “Yeah, of course.”
My uncle crosses the room to stand before us. Kaleb reaches forward and shakes his hand. “Nice to see you again, sir.”
Leo gives a small smile, “My name’s Leo, kid.”
“If it’s alright with you, I would like to take Greer out for dinner.” Kaleb said hesitantly.
Leo’s eyes snap from Kaleb to me and then back again. His jaw clenches for a moment. I instantly know he wants to tell me no. But he does something that surprises me, “Yeah, sure.”
“What?” I ask out of curiosity. “Did you just say yes?”
Leo shrugs, “I don’t see a problem with it.”
“Really? Are you feeling okay?” I ask.
My uncle laughs, “Just go get ready before I change my mind.
I hurry along to my room, a smile growing wider on my lips as I escape into my room.