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Chapter 8

Calum stopped running when they were in the hall outside of the auditorium. He sat on the ground and pulled her into his lap. She looked up into his eyes and got lost in the deep pools of brown. He gazed into her blue eyes and caressed her cheek.

She leaned up and kissed him. It was a quick kiss, but it was enough to remind both of them of eighth grade and how happy they were. Mack buried her head in his chest and he smiled down at her.

"I've been waiting," he said.

"I know now," she said into his chest. "I didn't think you still liked me."

"I don't," he said seriously. She looked up confused. "I love you."

"Really," she asked.

"Yes. In kindergarten, I knew I liked you. It wasn't until third grade that I knew I loved you, but I know now. Ever since I laid eyes on you."

Mack laid against him and he wrapped his arms around her. She felt like she fit into him, like the final pieces of a puzzle. "Calum," she whispered.

"What?"

"I love you too."

"Does that mean we're together again?"

"I don't know," she said slyly. "I haven't been officially asked."

"Mackenzie Bolton, will you do me the greatest honor in the world and be my girlfriend?"

She giggled. "You didn't have to make it sound like a proposal. But that was cute and yes, I'd love to."

He placed his chin on the top of her head and smiled. They just sat there, silently taking in what happened. Before long, Calum knew she had fallen asleep so he shut his eyes.

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Calum moaned at the annoying sound of the telephone. It had rung at least eight times and the person was now trying to call for the ninth time in a row. He opened his eyes and slowly grabbed the phone off the floor. "Hello," he said groggily.

"Good morning sleepy head," came the cheery reply.

"This better be good," he groaned. He had never been so tired in his life. After he and Mack had been awaken by Coach Bolton, he had walked her home and once he got home himself he couldn't stop thinking about her. He must have fallen asleep around three o'clock in the morning, when he had arrived home at ten.

"Rumor has it that you and Miss Bolton are officially a couple again," came Cam's voice.

"Don't you have a class to be at? How do you know anyway?"

"Found out from Troy, he called me earlier this morning. And, no I only have one class today and I went to it already. It's twelve in Albuquerque, what are you still doing at home?"

"Depends, why did you call so many times?"

"This is the first time I tried, seems like you have a fan club," Cam laughed.

"Funny for you. I was trying to sleep."

"Shouldn't you be out with your girlfriend?"

Calum didn't talk for a minute. "Did you call to give me advice on my life?"

"You're love life maybe, or your lack of one. Mack is the first girl, since...oh Mack, that you went out with."

"I was waiting for her!"

"Likely story," Cam said. "Well, I just wanted to talk, seems as I heard this amazing news. Oh, how'd you do yesterday?"

"Didn't Troy tell you that too?"

"No, he didn't know. All he knew was what his mom told him, which was basically about you and Mack. I'm supposed to tell him this information. So, how was the championships?"

"We lost to the Blue Mountain Eagles."

"Who?"

"Class B turned Class A team."

"Oh, poor baby...did Adam cry?"

Calum laughed. "No, we actually had fun. We got to wear the old uniforms from your senior year. Coach Bolton had me wear Troy's. Eddie wore yours."

"Not bad. So, I gotta go, but take this advice. Get out of the house! You don't need to sleep anymore. Do something with Mack! It's the weekend. Okay? Bye."

Calum rolled his eyes as he heard Cam hang up. He pressed the button. "You're such a loser," he said to the phone as he dropped it to the floor and put his head back to his pillow. No sooner than his head hit the pillow, the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey! I saw you and Mack last night."

"Adam, I'm trying to sleep!"

"Oh. Well, what are you doing today?"

"Probably hanging out with Mack-"

"Bingo! We're all going to the movies tonight. Some horror movie, Keisha picked it out. Anyway, I just thought I'd call and tell you."

"Am I suppose to invite Mack, or did you already?"

"We called her, but she was still asleep. So, you can call her."

"Goodbye Adam."

"But, don't call her soon. We just did."

"Bye Adam."

"Oh, and I think-"

"Adam! I don't care!"

Calum heard laughing on the other end. "Dude, I'll see you later. Get some sleep, you're really grumpy. Movie starts at seven. Bye."

Calum didn't even say goodbye, he just hung up the phone. He dropped it on the ground and laid his head on the pillow. He stared at the ceiling for a few moments before his eyes closed.

And then the phone rang.

"Hello," he said, using every bit of energy he had to fight off the feeling of throwing the phone at the wall.

"So, did Adam call you already?"

"He told you to call me didn't he," Calum said annoyed. "Teagan, I'm sorry, but I'm in a really bad mood."

"Oh, are you tired?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, I'll let you go. Bye."

Calum hung up the phone and glared at it. "Ring one more time. I dare you."

And as if to spite him, it rang. He pressed the talk button. "What!"

"Calum Boucher! Is that anyway to pick up the phone!"

Calum laid back in bed, the phone held up against his ear. "Hi Mom."

"Are you still in bed?"

"No," Calum lied. He really didn't want to tell his mother that he was still in bed. She was not the kind of person who liked their children lazying around in bed.

"Oh, are you just about to go out?"

"Yeah," Calum said, wanting to get off the phone. "I was just about to go out the door."

"Oh, okay sweetie. I just wanted to see how you were. You're brother called before I left for work. He told me-"

"Let me guess," Calum said, rolling out of bed. "He told you about me and Mack."

"No, he told me you'd probably still be asleep. But, what about you and Mack?"

He looked in his mirror and mouthed the words, 'the world's against me.' He sighed. "She's my girlfriend again."

"Oh, sweetie, that's great. Well, I got to get back to work, leave me a note on the table when you leave. Love you."

"Yeah, love you too," he said unenthusiastically. "Bye."

He took a quick shower before running down the stairs and making a sandwich. After he had taken a bite, he picked up the phone and dialed seven numbers.

"Hello?"

"Hi Mrs. Bolton," he said. "Is Mack up yet?"

"Yes she is Calum, hold on." There was a slight pause before Mack started talking. "Hi!"

"Hey, I guess we're going to a movie. Adam told me Keisha picked out a horror film."

"Oh, cool," Mack said. Calum laughed because she sounded uninterested.

"My thoughts exactly."

"How about we ditch," Mack said. "I really don't want to go. Last time we went to a scary movie, I screamed and they made fun of me for a month."

"We'll find a movie that starts at the same time. So what are you doing today?"

"Well...I was hoping to do something with the best boyfriend in the world, but seems as he hasn't asked me yet," she joked. "What do you want to do?"

"I don't know. I'll figure something out. How about I meet you at your house in say...five minutes."

"Deal."

"Okay, cool. See you soon."

"Bye."

Calum hung up the phone and left a note for his mother on the counter. He locked the door and walked the block to Mack's house, trying to figure out what to do on a bright sunny day.

So...what do you think?

Lots of phone converstations huh?

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