I woke up to my cell phone ringing like crazy. I turned on my side and sleepily answered it.

"What?"

"Wake the hell up sleeping beauty!" Sorin's voice said through the receiver. I sat straight up and smiled.

"Hey! Where you at husband?"

"Look outside wife!" Sorin laughed.

I jumped out of bed and ran to my window. Drawing back the curtain I looked down and saw Sorin sitting non-chalantly on his jaguar waving up at me. "Do yourself a favor first though."

"What?" I asked opening my window for fresh air.

"Put on a shirt and pants."

I looked down and realized I was only in my sports bra and my panties. I blushed bright red and flipped him the bird before hanging up on him, running to my dresser and throwing on a pair of skinny jeans, shoes and a halter. I ran down the stairs in a flurry, Pogue gave me a look as I ran past him by the door.

"What's up?"

"Sorin's here!" I laughed going to the door.

"Oh. He doesn't still have a thing for me dose he?"

"Maybe. Not sure. You still have a thing for him?"

"Fuck you, sis."

"Fuck you too, bro!" I laughed and shot out of the front door and down the steps to Sorin's open arms.

"Hey there!" Sorin laughed as I flung myself into his arms.

"Hi!" I kissed his cheek happily.

"You look awesome! Gorgeous as always. Turn." Sorin looked me over holding my hand so I could turn. "Nice. How any guy, gay or straight, could resist you is beyond me."

"You look great too. You grew out your hair!" I ran my fingers through his dark brown hair.

"You like it?"

"I love it!"

"Good, Zachary dose too."

"Ooo! Who's Zachary?"

"My boy friend. You'll like him."

"What do you mean?"

"He's waiting at our hotel. He wanted to give us a little alone time to catch up."

"Aw. You have a boyfriend! What's he like? Goth? Punk? Indie? Is he smart?"

"Whoa, calm down!" Sorin covered my mouth with this hand and put a finger to his lips. "He isn't really anything. And yes he is very smart. So get in the car and we will go pick him up so you can meet him. We can all go to lunch."

"Wait, what time is it?"

"10:30. It will be almost 11:30 before we get to eat."

"Oh. Alright, lets go then!" I smiled sliding into the jag.

Sorin and I spent the ride to the hotel catching up and gossiping. Sorin kept trying to bring up Caleb but I was always able to avoid said topic. When we pulled up to the hotel, Sorin called Zachary's cell and a few minutes later there was a tall lanky dark haired boy walking swiftly to the car. Coming to the driver's side window, he leaned in and gave Sorin a small peck before sliding into the back seat.

"Aw. That was adorable," I cooed. "I want one!"

"You would if you would freaking admit you like Caleb and fight Sara for him."

"Oi! Get off it!" I turned in my seat and held out a hand. "Hi, I'm Shilo. You must be Zachary?"

Zachary smiled and took my hand. "That's me. It's great to finally meet you. Sorin talks about you 50% of the time."

"Really? That's kinda creepy." I laughed at Sorin before looking back at Zachary. "What dose he talk about for the other 50%?"

"Um…me 20%, your brother and friends 10% and theatre 20%."

"Aw. He talks about my brother and my friends? How sweet."

"Okay, quit busting my balls. Or I'm not taking you guys to Olive Garden."

"What balls?" I asked sitting back against the seat.

"Hey, don't make me bring up Caleb again!"

"Shutting up."

At Olive Garden, we were seated at a small corner table, away from most of the other patrons. I looked Zachary in the eye and smiled. "You have amazing grey eyes."

"What color did you say?" Zachary and Sorin asked together in a shocked tone.

"Grey?"

"She is the only person to ever get my eye color right! I love this girl!" Zachary smiled and hugged me tightly.

We spent the lunch talking mostly about unimportant things. Sorin was beyond excited about me getting accepted into BC and laughed loudly when I told him about what I had done to Aaron last night.

"Was he really that bad a kisser?" Sorin said through fits of laughter.

"Well, depends. If I wasn't near the point of vomiting, he probably wouldn't have been a bad kisser."

"So," Zachary decided to change the subject. "Sorin tells me that you have a thing for your friend Caleb?"

"Sorin! Why are you lying to your boy friend?"

"I am not! You are lying to yourself." Sorin rolled his eyes and bit into a breadstick. "And besides, you said he put his arm around you last night, paid for everything, and didn't even notice the ticket girl flirting with him."

"Sounds like love to me." Zachary winked at me.

"Oh my God. You are both insane. Caleb and I would be like…toothpaste and orange juice."

"Ew," Sorin and Zachary chorused. "And not true!" Sorin pointed at me. "I have been friends with you both for years and you two have this little thing called chemistry. Act on it and fight like hell for him. Besides, from what I have heard about Sara, she sounds like a hypocritical Barbie doll. And Caleb always struck me as a guy who likes real women. Curves and all!" Sorin winked.

Ignoring the statement, I rolled my eyes and ate my pasta. This was not something that needed to be discussed. Caleb was with Sara. End of story. So what did it matter if I had feeling for him or not. Not that I do. I mean, please Caleb and me? Like that would work out.