Chapter Two

When Easy got to his dorm, his roommate Alan was already there- and Easy's stuff was actually in a relatively neat pile at the foot of his bed!

"Hey," said Alan. "Easy right? I'm Alan."

"Hey," Easy said. "Where you from?"

"Portland. You?"

"Lexington." Easy collapsed on his bed, his legs tired from walking up too many stairs.

"So," Alan drawled. "How much hotter are these Waverly girls then the girls from your hometown?"

Easy laughed, not sure how to respond. He was still daydreaming about Callie… but he couldn't get that Tinsley girl out of his head either. Wow. Was this what boarding school was going to always be like? Hot girls and no parents? Easy already felt at home.

"You want some pot?"

Easy snapped out of his daydream and glanced at Alan. He was smoking pot. He was actually smoking pot. Easy just stared in awe for a second.

"My parents grow the stuff," Alan said, a lazy grin spreading across his face.

Easy just accepted that yes, he really must be in heaven, and he eagerly accepted some pot from Alan and within minutes he was having the most beautiful, surprisingly vivid dream of him and Callie, making out on the beach. Flowers were braided into her hair, she smelled like sweet strawberries and when he kissed her, her lips felt like a soft, delicious cloud.

"Welcome to ninth grade Science. You all may call me Mr. Audlen. Now, since I don't know any of you, were actually going to play a little 'get to know you game.' You say your name, where you're from and an interesting fact about yourself." Mr. Audlen nodded at Callie to start the game.

It was first period on the first day of classes and Callie and Brandon were in the same Science class. Callie sat in the front row and Brandon sat two seats behind her.

"My name is Callie Vernon," Callie started. "I'm from Atlanta and… I've done ballet since I was three."

Huh, Brandon thought. Ballet. His girl cousins did ballet to, and Brandon knew for a fact that it took a lot of strength and determination. So this Callie girl was smart and not to mention really pretty. That was hot.

Brandon didn't really hear what the other kids were saying as they went around the room. He just couldn't stop looking at Callie. All of a sudden, Heath, who'd been sitting next to him, nudged him really hard and Brandon realized that it was his turn.

"My name is Brandon Buchanan, I'm from New Haven and I play squash."

Callie had to restrain herself from turning around and getting a better look at this Brandon. Squash. That meant that he was like, strong. And definitely confident, because she knew that squash was like, hard.

Brandon didn't remember what Mr. Audlen said for the rest of the period. He hardly remembered writing down the notes. All he could think about was talking to Callie. Finally, after what felt like a millennium, the bell rang and he was able to talk to her.

"I heard that ballet girls are pretty tough." he said, praying that he sounded cool.

She laughed (yeeeeeees!). "Yeah," she said. "We can kick ass."

It was now or never. Just do it.

"Would you like to get a smoothie with me later?"

Callie hoped that she wasn't smiling like a big dumb idiot because she really was pretty glad that he was asking her out. Yes, Easy Walsh was hot. But Brandon was… what you pictured Prince Charming to look like so he was really hot too.

"Yeah." she said. "Will six work?"

"Sure. See you then."

Callie just smiled because she was afraid that if she talked she'd say something stupid. And then she realized that she had a ways to walk to get to her next class so she said bye to Brandon and dashed out the door, finally able to release the smile she'd been holding in. She was going on a date with Prince Charming incarnate!

She had a really, really good feeling about Brandon.

Tinsley still wasn't entirely happy about having such a small room. But the Waverly boys looked like the Gods you saw in paintings at museums so she got over that pretty quickly. At lunch, she found Callie and Brett waiting for her at a table and she quickly ran over to them.

"I think they are going to have to drag me out of this school kicking and screaming because I swear, I feel like I'm living in a Ralph Lauren ad."

Brett and Callie both laughed, their own heads flooded with everything that had happened to them so far.

"My math teacher, Mr. Browning," Brett started. "I think he's like 24 or so, but in his class, I don't think I wrote any notes down at all, I could not stop look at his eyes, they were like frieken sapphires!"

"So Callie," said Tinsley. "Did you see anyone you liked?"

Callie grinned. "I have a date with Brandon Buchanan at six."

Tinsley and Brett's jaws dropped- partially out of jealousy that Callie had already snagged a guy and partially out of shock that after only one day of school, she'd already snagged a guy. Tinsley however refused to take it too seriously; she'd get someone in no time.

"Oh, that's him!" Callie whispered, as Brandon walked into the room.

Tinsley had to gulp down a enormous amount of water. What. The. Fuck! Easy "half god" Walsh thought that Callie was hot, that was obvious. And when Brandon past by their table, she saw how he smiled at Callie, he seemed pretty gaga over her too. Back home in Pasadena, Tinsley had been the girl the boys fought over! And yeah, she liked Callie, she was cool and all but, Callie was that kind of skinny that actually was natural, because you're just built that way, but nonetheless, also the kind of skinny that just looked anorexic. Boys were supposed to hate anorexic girls!! Tinsley remembered an article she'd read in Cosmopolitan, the boys that had been interviewed said that they'd definitely rather be with a normal looking girl then a anorexic looking girl because "skin and bones isn't sexy at all, it's just sad." Tinsley was a normal looking girl! So why was this happening!? Suddenly, Tinsley realized that she'd been in her own little world for awhile and that if she didn't calm down that Callie and Brett would notice. So she took a deep breath and forced herself to believe that she would snag a totally hot guy in no time. Callie was no more pretty then she was, it was only a matter of a very short amount of time.

When Brandon saw Callie walking into the smoothie shop, looking so glad to see him, he honestly felt happier then he had in a long, long time.

"Hey," Callie said, sitting down next to Brandon as she entered the shop. Wow. He had really, really nice brown/gold eyes. And that made it all the more harder to not devour him in kisses. She didn't even remember the waitress coming over and asking them what they wanted, and saying strawberry. She just had to kiss him!

"So," said Brandon, taking a big gulp from his blueberry milkshake. "I heard your mom's the governor of Georgia."

Callie laughed and rolled her eyes, liking that Brandon already knew that it was probably a pain.

"Yeah, she is." she said. "And having the papps snap pictures at you every time you go to the mall, or the beach, or out to eat… it is just more fun then you can imagine!"

Brandon laughed. He really liked Callie, and if he didn't know any better, judging on the way she was looking at him, she really seemed to like him to. Their faces were getting closer and closer… Brandon remembered reading something that girls liked when guys asked them questions…

"Is it all right if I kiss you?"

Callie felt her heart leap. He was soooo sweet! She nodded adamantly. Their faces were inching closer and closer…

Brandon felt fireworks go off in his head as he kissed her. Her lips felt like cotton candy and she smelled like his grandma's rose garden. He didn't remember how long they were kissing, but after a thirty seconds, or a hundred years, he really didn't care, just as long as he was kissing her, they slowly broke apart and their foreheads were touching as they just sat and stared at each other.

"Callie, will you be my girlfriend?"

Callie just smiled, feeling absolutely over the moon. She nodded and then kissed him again, because he truly was one of the best kisses she'd ever kissed and she just could not get enough of him. Yeah, maybe they were going a little fast… but this felt really right and Brandon was just too awesome. And she felt like the luckiest girl on the planet.

When Callie got back to the room, she didn't even care that it was a frieken hole. All she cared about was that she was dating the most beautiful boy on the planet. And when Tinsley and Brett started squealing like baby piglets, demanding details about everything, she felt even more awesome then she already did.

Tinsley was happy for Callie. But also, she was even more happy that since Callie was now with Brandon, that that left Easy wide open for her, her, her.

Easy had seen Callie in math on the first day of classes, and they'd talked for a few minutes, but he hadn't seen her since then. It was the next morning, he'd been thinking about her all night, and he knew that he wanted to ask her out. He got to the dining hall early for breakfast and when he saw Callie, she looked like her usual happy self- and then he saw that weirdo Brandon Buchanan right behind her- and they were holding hands. Easy felt his heart drop as Callie, Brandon and a few other kids sat down at a table. She looked really happy with Brandon. And it was obvious from just looking at Brandon that he adored her. Easy still really liked Callie and he didn't plan on turning off those feelings. But she was very much with Brandon now. So maybe they could just be… friends. That sucked. But then again… they were high school freshman. That was always a chaotic time. Callie might not be with Brandon forever. And Easy was more then ready to wait for when she dropped him.

I'll update in few days!!