Chapter 29
When thinking of a male and a female teenager, alone in a bedroom together, most people generally assume the worst to be going on. But in the case of Olivia Scott and Kaleb Morton, most of those people would be wrong, for in Ollie's bedroom, while the two were alone together, all they were doing was talking.
Kaleb was sitting on the bed, and Ollie was across the room in the desk chair, facing him.
"So your dads the coach, your uncles the head of English, your aunt runs the local club and your brothers the local musical talent?" Kaleb asked amusedly trying to figure out Ollie's family which so far seemed to be pretty significant in Tree Hill.
"Pretty much," Ollie laughed nodding "Ephraim's not my brother though. He's my cousin, sort of."
Kaleb chuckled, raising his eyebrows, "Sort of?"
"I hardly even know how myself," Ollie smirked, shaking her head. "What about you? Duncan said you moved in with him."
"Yeah, my dad and his mom are married."
"Oh, really? I've never seen you round here though, and your dads lived here for ages. Didn't you visit?"
"Not really." He answered seriously, "I was pretty angry when he got married to Duncan's mom."
"Why'd you move in with them then?" Ollie asked curiouslyleaning forward in the chair.
"Umm," he hesitated nervously, "my mom kicked me out."
"What?" Ollie asked in surprise, her jaw dropping a bit. Kaleb definitely did not seem like the type of teenager that got kicked out of home, let alone broke any rules at all. "Why?"
He shrugged, "I don't know. Her boyfriend wanted me gone, I'm not exactly into sport or anything so we didn't really get on and I guess my mom just blamed me."
"Oh Kaleb. I'm sorry." Ollie told him comfortingly, standing from her chair and going over to the bed to sit next to him. Slipping her hand into his, she softly asked, "Do you wish you could go back?"
Kaleb thought for a moment and looked up, directly at her with a small smirk, "Nah, it's not so bad here."
Ollie grinned up at him, "Well I'm glad you think that Kaleb."
He raised his eyebrows leaning toward her slightly, "Whys that?"
"Because, that means you're staying," she whispered also leaning in a fraction.
"Oh"
At first, their lips met slowly with very little pressure, both not 100 sure it was what the other wanted. But as soon as they felt the other kissing in return, both stopped holding back. Kaleb no longer felt awkward and Ollie forgot about every thing but Kaleb. The was absolutely no doubt that there was a strong connection between them.
"What the hell is going on in here?"
Ollie jerked away from Kaleb, frightened by the sudden loud bark directed at them from her father. She heard Kaleb gulp.
"Dad. This is Kaleb Mort…" she began, choosing to ignore the fact that her dad was seething. She thought, maybe, acting as if she didn't notice his anger then he might calm down. But, he cut her off.
"I don't care who he is" Nathan snapped. "I will not have you bringing boys into this house."
Well, ignoring Nathans anger didn't seem to work in terms of abating it. Time for a different approach. Protest.
"I can do what I want" she told him, standing.
"You are only 15 years old Olivia. You live under my roof and will do as I say." Nathan ordered, using his daughters rarely used full name
Kaleb felt rather uncomfortable. The father and daughter seemed to be about to break out into a massive argument. He sort of felt like the cause. Also, Nathan was a little scary.
"I uh think I'll go," he said quietly, causing both of their faces to snap to face him.
"No," Ollie said pleadingly at the same time as Nathan said with satisfaction, "Good"
Kaleb nodded to them and headed toward the bedroom door to leave before anything further could come of this fight. Just as he reached the front exit, he felt someone beside him. Looking sideways, he found Ollie standing next to him.
"I'm sorry. Let's go" she whispered sliding her hand into his.
"Olivia!" they heard Nathan shout warningly from where he was coming down the hall.
Kaleb frowned, "Are you sure?"
In answer, she gently pulled him out the front door, firmly shutting it behind her. Before either her dad stormed out of the house, or she decided disobeying him was a bad idea, they quickly walked away down the street.
"Well, that went well", Ollie concluded sarcastically, further up the street.
"Yeah" Kaleb sighed, "So what now?"
"Do you want to go to Karen's?" Ollie asked glancing back down the street. She definitely did not want to go home anytime soon. Her dad was furious, and she was not too happy with him either.
Kaleb looked confused, "Who is Karen?"
"Oh right," Ollie remembered he was still only new in town, "The local café."
Kaleb's cheeks reddened at the obviousness of it. "Yeah ok," he agreed, hoping Ollie hadn't seen him blush. He seemed to be doing it a lot around her too.
However, above them, the sky had darkened, shades of fluffy grey shrouding out the blue and white of the fine sky. The two, caught in their own little world of drama teenage angst didn't even notice the weather swelling above them. Before they were even halfway to the café, fat raindrops began to fall on their heads. In a matter of seconds, they were soaked from head to foot. Then the thunder came.
They dashed for a tree to take cover from the sudden onslaught of rain.
"How much further is it to the café?" Kaleb asked shaking the droplets off his glasses so he could see.
"About ten minutes away," Ollie answered peering out from under the tree. "I don't think this will stop anytime soon, I can't believe we didn't see the clouds before."
Lightning sizzled off in the sky causing Ollie to jump, it didn't sound very far away, only a few seconds between the lightening and thunder.
"I don't think we should stay here," Kaleb told her seeing it as unwise to be under a tree in a lightening storm.
Agreeing with him, they started to run, their shoes squeaking from being sloshed in the puddles. There was more lightening and thunder, now even closer together. The rain only kept getting harder too.
Ollie didn't really know anyone in the area they were in. Well, only one person anyway.
Remembering what that person had told her just a few days ago, Ollie shouted over the rain, "Come this way," and began to run in the opposite direction of the café.
"Where?" Kaleb asked, puzzled by the sudden change of direction.
"To Haley's."
"Is Haley's a café as well?" he was wondering if Tree Hill had a trend of naming café's after female first names.
An amused look crossed Ollie's wet face and she shook her head, "No, Haley's not a café."
"Oh" Kaleb nodded following her off the sidewalk and past a small open gate to where she was standing in front of a nice house, "Who is she then?"
Ollie shivered from the cold. She was completely uncertain, hesitant and not ready for this. But she felt like she could trust Kaleb. He wasn't the type of person that would spread it round school and gossip.
"She's…" Ollie frowned and glanced at the front door of Haley's house unsurely, and in one quick breath said, "She's my mom." Then before he could respond, rang the doorbell.
For a few seconds, they both stood silently on the doorstep, only the thunder and patter of drips reaching their cold ears. But then, the door swung open and warmth gusted out at them, followed by, Kaleb saw, a woman, who he presumed was Haley.
Worry flashed across Haley's face, seeing the two soaking teenagers on her doorstep,
"Come in. Come in," she insisted, ushering them inside. "You must be freezing."
They entered and stood dripping on the tiles of her foyer as Haley disappeared down the hall.
"That's Haley James." He whispered to Ollie.
"No, it's Scott." Ollie replied, "Haley James Scott."
"Your mom?" he asked, not fully comprehending.
"Yes" Ollie whispered "Please just keep it between us Kaleb."
"I promise" he whispered back touching her hand briefly just as Haley reappeared carrying two towels and smiling warmly at them.
"Come into the lounge," she told them, handing them each a towel. "The fires going. Why were you out in this weather anyway?"
"Dad was being an ass." She told her, still bitter toward how her father treated Kaleb, "We didn't even notice the weather until it started pouring on us. We were on our way to the café but the lightening seemed pretty close so we came here. Oh sorry, this is Kaleb by the way.