Hey guys! Sorry I haven't posted in ages I had too many exams and they were all on the same day. I was that busy I didn't even have time to watch The Fosters or any other shows last week so I'm still not caught up :( Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Callie's Pov

"Callie! Callie! Oh god dammit Callie!" Brandon Hollered as I stormed across the side walk trying to get to school on time. I quickened my pace as I heard Brandon's car come to holt by me.

"Just get in Callie it's chucking it down!" Brandon pleaded as I continued to storm off get soaked with every move I made. "Come on you don't even have to talk to me! Please you are getting soaked. Just get in!" he desperately pleaded trying to convince me to get into the car with him.

"I think I'm good thanks" I harshly muttered in an icy cold tone and walked as fast as I could to try and reach school before he would try and bother me again.

"I didn't know you were in there!" was all I heard as I walked further into the distance of his parked car.

"Hey Callie" Mariana smiled sweetly at me as I stormed passed her in the hallways. "Gosh you're soaking wet!" she exclaimed worriedly.

"I know it's kind of uncomfortable" I mumbled, part of me wanted to catch a ride with Brandon but I really wanted to make a point and walk. You have to stick to your guns, that way you're always ahead the attack.

"I don't have any clothes to give you; ugh I should have put some in my locker!" Mariana mumbled as if she was disappointed in herself. "Wait… come with me!" she exclaimed suddenly as if she had the greatest idea of the century. Before I could even answer Mariana had already grabbed my arm and started to pull me in different directions all around the school. "Finally" Mariana panted out of breath from our chase to hunt whoever she needed for this great idea.

"Brandon!" Mariana waved him over clearly being none the wiser about our previous encounter this morning.

"Hey what's up?" Brandon responded overjoyed that he got to be so close to me considering how much I pushed him away this morning.

"Do you have something you could lend Callie to wear? I know you use to keep a spare pair of clothes in your locker, you know in case you ever use to go out with Talya after school or something. This was already awkward but did she have to bring up her? I know I have never met her but I have a heard many things about her, mainly from Mariana. I feel like on a few occasions, only a few, me and Brandon have connected in a strange way. I turned around to see Brandon smirk towards me and then turn to root through his locker.

"I got to go guys! My first period is all the way on the other side of school! See you later" Mariana hollered as she went further and further away from us.

"Thanks by the way!" I shouted trying to look grateful. I know I should be but the point of me getting soaked was to try and avoid Brandon, not give him the perfect opportunity to talk to me. Mariana is being a great sister to me, I love Jude, so much but it's nice to have another girl to talk to. Yes I'm not as … fashionable as she is, but I can learn.

"So I'll see you at home then" I mumbled and tried to hurry away before he could respond.

"Um what about the clothes?" Brandon asked knowing I didn't want them from him in the first place.

"Uh I don't need them" I mumbled brushing him off like it was no big deal.

"Oh I think you do and besides Mariana will never let you hear the end of it if you didn't borrow the clothes from me." I stated as his persistent smirk ventured back to his face once again. Knowing he was right I silently put out my hand waiting to retrieve the shirt and jumper he was handing me, right before I headed off I handed him jack the pair of jeans knowing they were already going to be too big for me. As I tuned Brandon grabbed my wrist and whispered in my ear.

"You should walk in the rain more often" confused at what he meant I turned on my heel and headed for the bathroom. I got quite a few looks but hey I'm the foster kid I'm used to it. This is only my third day anyway I wouldn't expect any less. Turning back I noticed Brandon giving guys glares before I turned the corner to head into the bathroom the first thing I sore was my reflection in the mirror. My hair was a mess, all tangled in knots and looking like I went in the shower and never bothered to brush my hair and got caught in a bitch fight somewhere along the way. My clothes were all stuck to me and I felt horrible and sticky. It took a while but I finally realised what Brandon meant a small blush creped onto my cheeks as I looked down. I was wearing a white shirt. You could see everything, my bra even the shape of my stomach. I slipped on Brandon's oversized flannel shirt and inhaled it just a little. It smelled like him, like the amazing cologne that just wraps around you and takes control of all your senses. I quickly left the bathroom so I could head to my locker to get everything I needed. I grabbed everything I needed and was just going through a few notes before the bell when I felt a hot steady breath on the back of my neck. I froze it couldn't be him, could it? He wouldn't choose an open area to get me would he? No, he's smarter than that.

"You should wear my clothes more often" he mumbled a huskily turned on, his lips almost pressed against my neck. But all too quickly for my liking the lips were gone in an instant. As I heard footsteps walk away my neck became rather chilly and lonely and before I could help it, a small smirk spread across my lips.

"Okay if this is how you want to play it Foster, Bring it on" I mumbled under my breath the smirk still there as I departed from my locker and made my way to class.

End of the day

My arm twisted around with force and as he jolted me in the other direction as I turned the corner to head outside of the building.

"Where you do think you going?" Brandon asked me.

"Umm…. Home?" I asked more of a question than an answer.

"Uh no you're not" Brandon told me as if I have should have known better.

"And why would that be" I sighed not really wanting to deal with his foolish games; I was ready to plan my own.

"It's still chucking it down outside Callie" he exclaimed annoyed that I wasn't as excited to be with him as I could be. But to be honest I'm starting to care for him. This morning when he put his lips to my neck, it felt amazing. I had this strange spark inside me, I wouldn't go as far as the cliché butterflies but something was there.

Once we got into the car silence filled the air around us. Not awkward just quiet, as if neither of us had anything to say. I really wanted to talk about this morning. I never really did thank him, and by thank him I mean for the clothes not for intruding.

"I could of walked you know" I bluntly whispered as I continued to look at the violent rain droplets hit the window.

"Callie don't be stupid, it's horrendous out there" he whispered calmly while chuckling to himself.

"Why are you laughing!" I demanded getting very defensive.

"I just get you" he said simply.

"What does that mean?" I asked confusedly looking at him as if he had two heads.

"I just mean that I understand you. I understand how much determination you would have had to walk in the rain" Brandon stated, god he was starting to sound creepy... in a kind of hot way.

"Um okay then?" I replied glancing at him for a brief second.

"I also wouldn't want you to walk home in case you got ill. Or in case we had a repeat of this morning." He whispered in a very sexy tone and looked as if he was… turned on by his thoughts from this morning. You would thought I would have learnt not to wear white in the rain by now; obviously not.

"I had a jumper this time" I said trying to stop the blush from forming on my cheeks.

"The rain would have gone straight through it" he responded quickly not even having to think about it. "Jesus may be your brother but he's still a guy. His eyes would have gone exactly to your shirt once you took that jumper off." He said frustrated… maybe angrily wait was he jealous?

"What just like you did?" I muttered and turn to him just in time to see the blush start to form of his cheeks. "Aww did you want that view all to yourself? I think you had a good enough view of that this morning." I retorted louder this time.

"Why do want me to be that kind of guy, because I can be!" he replied as much as I wanted him to be he was not kidding.

"Go on then prove it!" I dared him while turning to fully face him as we turned on to the driveway. I stared at him when unexpectedly heard the door lock.

"Well Callie I think that you find those are my clothes which need to be returned to their rightful owner" he taunted while smirking at me. Slightly taken aback I mustered up all I could.

"Fine" I snorted while grabbing the flannel and tugging it over my head. I watched as Brandon's eyes got wider not actually thinking I would do it.

Lastly I pulled the under shirt off just to leave me in my bra and jeans. I turned to Brandon who was clearly struggling to keep his eyes on mine and not on my chest. I slowly opened my bag, making sure to fumble with the zip a bit fist and turned to grab my white shirt.

"Happy now?" I smirked as I looked back over Brandon to see lost words and his mouth agape.

"S-Sure" he chocked and began to fumble around with the keys.

"Now you don't have to worry about Jesus" I claimed as I got out after hearing the door unlock. I slammed the door and just walked away.

God he's so easy. Let the games begin.

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Well it looks like the flirting is starting but will it be there for as long as we hope or will something that I don't know... maybe something that could jeopardise their relationship? Maybe or maybe not.