So far I really like jumping inside Caleb's head. Anyone know where I can get conversations from the show written out? It's kinda annoying having to pause and type out the convos from the characters and sometimes I might go more into details of him with other liars and love his and hanna moments but I want to jump inside his head and read inbetween the lines of Caleb. Hope you like it. No haters. Haleb forever pm me if you wanna talk especially about pll!
Caleb looked around at his new school. It was fancy a lot fancier then what he was used too. He would never admit it, but it intimidated him. He never could show it. He had learned to be tough. You do what you have to do. He stares at the people around him in their fancy clothes and drive in their cars to hang out with their friends. They take so much for granted. He does not have the luxury. Caleb has to work to keep up the image so they won't know his secret.
A average looking guy with short curly brown hair bumps into him and looks as if he's about to say something but with Caleb's glare the guy turns on and apparently thought better of it, fine with him. He wishes he could just be anonymous but for his plans he will need people's help. He wishes he could have the luxury of being alone, at least most of the time. He could easily be pretty anonymous especially in a place like rosewood. It would make things a lot simpler. Caleb does not have a choice though. He has to try and fit in. Not exactly fit in, but at least convince others to work with him.
He is hoping looking at how dressed up a lot of people here seem to be it might be a bit of a stretch. He is in old blue jeans and his shirt is nowhere close to the price of what the designer clothes everyone else seems to be paying. He couldn't spend the money on clothes he has to survive. Even though people may think different Caleb was very observant. Reading people, especially in his situation was a very important skill he had honed. Not only could he see the people's clothes but their cars were all spotless and expensive as well. He would have to start working soon. He knew it wouldn't be easy with the change in environment, but Caleb was flexible. Sadly it would take some time to see results. He would figure out a way. He always does.
For now he had to study the school. The worst part he hates is the way to figure out the first victim he thought wryly. Usually then it spreads but the first person, worse here than anywhere is suspicious of him. He sees a boy fiddling with his phone angrily. "Need some help with that?" Caleb asks with an eyebrow raised. He tries not to show surprise when he finds it's the curly haired boy he glared at mentally kicking himself for doing that. Oh well it can't be helped now. The boy looks him over for a minute. "What do you know about phones?" He asked curiously, one hard part down one to go. Now he just had to keep his secret. What was his secret do you ask? Caleb Rivers is homeless.
To make a long story short he is a foster kid but really is not into the whole Let's be together and be a family thing. He's been through that way too much. Sure he got into trouble but only left with no other choice. Okay most of the time. He can't change his past. If so he wouldn't be stuck living at the school finding out it had essentials. Water( Funny how most students hardly have to worry about that..) It was warm , had showers a couch to sleep on. His foster mom flipped out over nothing and always stressed out so h didn't go there. Except for when he had too. His parents basically bailed so Caleb does his best to not think about that. He doesn't have time. Between school and working on his phone business to make ends meet he can't do much else. Finally word is spreading about him. None of them were memorable except for a blonde who had her friend's phone. He had teased her about it.
She had approached him. "So I hear you work on phones…" She states looking at him. "Depends on who you're talking too" He raises his eyebrows at her. She shakes her head and says "Look If you could help my friend out that'd be great if not …." "Why didn't your friend bring me her phone herself?" He questioned. She rolled her eyes. "She was a little nervous, but I convinced her." Caleb hoped this was a chance to help his reputation and said "Tell her to chill as long as she pays me I'll make it happen." Hanna nods and hands him a twenty and leaves. "Wait… who's your nervous friend…it's not you is it. " He called. "Emilly" She responded quickly rolling her eyes again ignoring him and continued down the hall. He didn't say it but friends looking for each other so well... he wished he could have that.
His clothes and look which he is sort of stuck with as he's getting el cheapo as it is as he's low on cash- he wouldn't change for them anyways. Especially since he's not sure he'll be here. As much as he tried not to think about it he had to have a game plan –since he was never in one place for too long his mom was the most logical one.
He knew he was getting desperate with how slow it was going to get customers to upgrade phones when he went to a dance. Caleb Rivers does not go to dances. Dances are so lame. Lamer then the stupid commercials with pop music and bad acting Caleb wishes he could rewrite, lamer then elevator music and lamer then…Well okay this isn't lame. He really is trying hard for this town. Part of the reason he came was a customer who was very shy at first and had her friend deliver the phone.
"Caleb wait up. Didn't you see me wave at you?" "I saw you . You need something?" He wanted to get this done with her had some other stuff he needed to do… "My phone is it done? Did you crack the code or not?" Emily asks quickly. "Hey let's do this monday." As sad as it is if people saw the shy girl trusted him it really could help. He tried to suggest it casually. "You said it'd be ready today." Emily insisted. "I said I would make it happen. I don't give dates alright. You want speedy service call best buy." He retorted. "What if i give you forty more bucks? Would that make it happen any faster?" Oh his one weakness money…. Dang this girl wants her phone! " Let me put it this way... Yes. " She immediately reaches into his purse but he stops her. " Yo not here. Walk with me" He stares down for a minute and finally asks what he's been wondering since this conversation.
" So what's the rush? " trying to make it a nonthreatening question which it wasn't. "I wanna speak to my friend tonight." Well since she's come to him Caleb's guessing all the usual ways of teen communication which are many haven't worked. Which doesn't leave a lot of options unless…"Where is she rehab? "He blurts out. " It's not rehab it's more like...who told you it was rehab?" Emily can't help but be a bit suspicious. "Nice cushy town like this i'm guessing rehab is the new borading school." Caleb explains his reasoning. "Well it's not. She's not a pothead she shouldn't even be there." She defends Maya then moves on. "Where did you move here from?" She asks curiously. Though he knows he shouldn't be he's defensive. "Why do you care?" He stares at her. She looks back. "Why can't you tell me?" she counters. " I didn't say I couldn't it just might cost you an extra forty bucks." Ah sarcasm always a saver. In response to her glare he tries and keeps a straight face and backs down a bit "All right fine i'll give you a discount. You can hear my whole life story for a chilli cheese dog." She shakes her head and retorts. "You don't have time to eat you have a deadline ." " I chew fast!" He calls after her. She doesn't realize he's only half kidding. He hopes he made up the slip of telling the girl-Emily was her name I think to not hand him the money here. Also he hoped that he wasn't too invasive. People here were funny at times.
He is having a pretty boring time trying to make small talk but finding it difficult. He spots the girl and he takes the money glad for it. He is soon up against a great fury –and finds it's the most fun he's had all night. Their back and forth arguing is fun and he's glad to find he still has sarcasm he wondered if he had lost it. He also knows he needs to show he's not a pushover. He thinks after it's over there won't be much happening at the dance but he's wrong. He is walking around down the hall where he passes by a brunette is trying to break into a file cabinet. She looked nice and dressed up not the usual type you would take for breaking and entering, even if it is only a drawer. Still it is not opening and he could tell she wasn't' supposed to be there. Maybe he believes in karma but he decides to not just ignore the girl and help out a fellow Juvenile delinquent in training.
"Need some help with that? " He questions her quietly. "I was I was just looking for…" Spencer stutters. "A chainsaw? I can pick it for you if you want." His tone goes from sarcastic to gently very quickly. "Could you shut that door please?" Spencer asks quietly. "Feeling a draft?" Caleb questions eyebrows raised. "This is way too complicated for me to explain right now…" Spencer starts off but Caleb interrupts her. "What's complicated. I don't live in a cave I get it. The rich girls steal the pretty girls lie and the smart girls play dumb girls spend their days trying to be all of the above." After a mostly boring night he finally again gets to be himself. The rant might have been a bit much but it was the truth. "How much will it cost to make you forget that you walked in here?" Spencer asks him looking at him trying to read him. He just shakes his head and leaves. He will cut her a break , not because she deserves it but because no one ever did it for him.
He had hoped getting the money from Emily would help but it didn't last long. He's made a very strict deal with himself in order to save up for Arizona; it gets half a cut of whatever he makes. He is working on it though. He sees the pretty blonde girl and can't help giving her a tip after overhearing she's got detention. "Skipping gym? If you really wanna hear some bad girl stripes I'd be happy to help. He doesn't expect her answer but finds her intriguing. "If you're proposing we get matching tattoos, the answers no."
Caleb partly intrigued and feeling it would look good for him to be talking with the golden girl he'd learned about makes sure he gets detention too. "Whoa are you stalking me? " He asks feigning surprise as she sits down. Hanna doesn't blink an eyelash and says Yeah can't get enough of that knockoff cologne." Caleb smirks in response hoping to spend a while with Hanna –hold up she's leaving. "Hey princess where ya going?" He doesn't want to seem like a weirdo and know her name and besides he likes his nickname for her so much better and he holds up his leg to keep her from moving blocking her way.. He can't help his curiosity. He explains the delay and she sits down in defeat. She seems surprised at how he pays attention to her even talking to herself about having to get out of there. She responds in hostility. He tries to get her to chill but it doesn't work. Again Caleb is intrigued. "Calm down girls it's only an hour." He reassures her. "In an hour she'll already be in Philly." Hanna sighs again. "Who?" Caleb asked. It's not that she used to be the homecoming queen he really finds her interesting. "Mrs. Montgomery." "A teacher? Why do you care. Forget to turn in your homework?" He can't resist picking on the blonde. "No" "Hanna says solemnly . "No. But if she get there a lot of people are gonna get hurt."
Is Mr.s Montgomry running a terrorist cell?" Okay that one he must admit was keeping alive his sarcasm. He hadn't had much chance to use it lately. Again she surprises him. "Why am I even talking to you ? Just turn around ,sketchy. "That's a laugh She will have to pay for that one. The teacher allows him to leave and after she glares daggers and asks " Okay Why do you get to leave?" He gets up grabs his stuff .. usually he wouldn't advertise it but… he turns to her and lets it out. "Hmm. My social worker just had me excused. You know email is a beautiful thing,. Meet my social worker and holds out his phone indicating it. He hadn't planned on getting out so soon but for now he had a plan. Mrs. Montgomry Mrs. Montgomey. He knew the school well enough to know the teachers often got coffee at a place nearby and he rode his bike. He instantly recognized the English teacher and while she was inside made sure no one was looking and did what he had to do quickly and left. Not before grabbing a token as proof for Hanna.
"You know, you are like one of those things that stick to the sides of boats that can only be removed by a hacksaw or something" Hannah remarked as she approached him by her locker. "Very nice, I thought fancy Rosewood girls like you knew how to say please and thank you?" Caleb remarked thoughtfully. She had a lot more feistiness in her not in a mean girl way but not taking your crap sort of way. Most of the elite never paid him a second glance. He wondered what made her different. "Please peel your sweaty body off of my locker, thank you" Hanna shot at him. He moved and decided it was time as the proof that she owed him. "So do you want to give it back to your teacher, toss it? Or put it on your charm bracelet?" He casually asked "What is that?" She asked confused.
"It's what stopped Mrs. Montgomery from getting to Philly." Caleb explained shortly. "She didn't get there? How did you do that?" Hanna really seemed surprised and maybe impressed. Caleb doesn't wish to get into details and waves it off "You want a lesson in popular mechanics or do you wanna just say thank you?" "Neither, so how much do I owe you?" "I don't want your money" "Well then what do you want?" "I'll think about It." He did hope to have Hanna help get him more business. The problem was he wasn't sure the best way to go about it yet. He walked then called before he forgot "Oh, and by the way they're called Barnacles." "What?" "The things that stick on the sides of boats"