Chapter 2

It was 11:30, Sunday morning and Callie was nowhere to be found. Not that Jenny was worried. After that crazy little Callie/Easy/Brandon fiasco at the dance, Jenny had called Brandon, asking him if he was okay. He'd said that he was fine but that he'd been wrong about Callie, the two of them just weren't meant to be. But that he and Cora were getting along quite well.

Brandon was finally with someone who was going to treat him right and that made Jenny happy for her friend. But if Callie hadn't been with Brandon the night before then that would have to mean that there was a 99.9% that Callie was with… Easy. Of course.

Jenny could not but help but laugh to herself over the whole thing. It was like there had always been this invisible string between Easy and Callie, keeping them together. The last couple of months had been a little weird, yeah, but as far as Jenny could see, that string had finally disappeared altogether and now they'd fused together, like some puzzle that had finally been solved. Jenny had no doubt Callie was with Easy. And if she knew Callie, which she did, she wasn't exactly surprised that Callie hadn't… gotten around to texting Jenny, to let her know where she was.

Easy was a very soft sleeper. His warm, strong arm was still wrapped around Callie and as Callie slowly blinked her eyes open, she could feel his warm breath on her skin.

God, she'd missed him. She kissed him softly on the cheek as she slowly crawled out of the bed so as not to wake him. They could go get something to eat once he woke up.

She'd grabbed her phone once she'd gotten out of bed, to check if she had any messages and as she was rustling through Easy's closet to pick a sweater of his to wear, she saw that she had a text message from Jenny.

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JennyHumphrey: Hey. Just wondered where you disappeared to.

CallieVernon: Well, Easy and I wanted to catch up…

JennyHumphrey: Did you guys…

CallieVernon: ….

JennyHumphrey: I need details later woman, details! I'll see you later babes.

JennyHumphrey: And chops to you, cus I did not think it was possible for an already hot boy to be that inhumanly hot.

Callie giggled after reading the last text from Jenny. Yes, Easy, who'd always been gorgeous, was even more gorgeous now. Easy was still asleep so Callie grabbed when his Waverly's fleeces and grabbed a book off the bookshelf.

Easy looked like he was having a good dream but by 12:00 he showed no sign of stirring and Callie was getting hungry. Callie lightly tip toed across the room, she slowly crawled onto the bed, softly running her fingers down Easy's arm.

"'Morning beautiful."

Before she could register that he was awake, Easy had already wrapped his hand around her waist, tugging her back on top of him. Callie nestled her nose against his, kissing him softly.

"It's not morning anymore. It's just past noon."

Easy glanced at the clock on his bedside table and saw that it was indeed 12:03.

"Wow," Easy said, as Callie moved to his side, running her hand threw his hair. "We slept in late."

Callie giggled. "Yeah… but I had a good dream about you. We were sitting next to a little lake and you were painting this puppy that was playing nearby."

"What kind of dog was it?"

"I think it was a golden retriever."

"Huh." Easy said. "I always liked goldens." Easy sat up, stretching his limps. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes!"

Easy chuckled as Callie jumped out of the bed, putting on the fleece she'd been wearing the night before. She was ready to go moments later but Easy of course had to take awhile to get a shirt on and then find his shoes. She could look at him forever and smile but she was starving.

"Easy," Callie said, smiling softly and coughing down a giggle. "I love you but if you don't get dressed quicker, I will leave for the dining hall without you."

Easy laughed, tugging on his other shoe and then grabbing his coat and leading the way out the door. He looped his fingers threw Callie's as they walked off to one of the dining halls. They started talking about their upcoming classes, when Easy realized that Callie's birthday, February 26, was pretty soon, less than two weeks now.

He was going to plan the best birthday party ever.

Jenny had just left one of the café's, where she'd had lunch with Brett and now she was headed towards the library. And as she skipped off, feeling light on her feet, she ran into who else but… Julian.

"Hey Jenny," Julian said with a shy smile.

Jenny smiled softly at him. Things had ended a little badly with her and Julian but he was a good guy. And he did seem kind of different now.

"Hey," Jenny said back. "How've you been?"

"I'm good," Julian said, falling into step with her. "Where are you headed?"

"To the library," Jenny said. "I have to do some research for art class."

"You're going to the library?" Julian said. "I'm going there to. I have to look up some stuff for history.

Jenny smiled. Julian had been… silly before. But he was a good guy.

And the library was always a nice place to bond.

Jenny and Julian had been in the library for three hours, looking up research paper after research paper. Jenny's brain was starting to burn.

"I think I've read this paragraph five times," Jenny said, closing a very fat book. "But I think I have everything I need. How are you doing?" she asked Julian.

Julian nodded, closing his book. "I'm good- I'm actually all done too, got everything I need."

She just couldn't help but smile when she looked at him, he was too cute. And funny.

"I was kind of hungry." Jenny said, pulling her coat on. "You want to go get something to eat?"

Julian nodded- quickly. "Yeah, I'm starving actually. Oh, and it's my treat."

Jenny had to try terribly hard not to laugh. Julian was just to easy to not love to pieces.

"Okay." Jenny said as they walked out and towards one of the dining halls. "And I like raspberry smoothies."

Julian smiled and as they walked off, his hand brushed against her's- just for a moment, the second it happened, he moved his hand away, as if he wasn't sure what to do.

Jenny didn't mind, not at all. Julian was cool. And really nice. She didn't want to like, rush anything. But Julian was a great guy and they'd both changed.

Who knows what could happen.