A/N: Sorry, guys, I had a little writer's block with this story. I don't know if the characters are still like the ones in the last chapter. I hope you enjoy anyway. Thank you to my reviewers and I appreciate the comments :3
Chapter 2
The next morning, I thought about knocking on Cal's door. Then I realised that A- he probably wouldn't be there, and B- He might not open the door if he knew it was me.
Cal was already at the table when I went into the dining room, but he immediately made an excuse to leave. "Sit!" I commanded, letting a bit of power lash out at him. He reluctantly slumped back into his seat and I took the chair next to his, but turned it to face him. "Cal, do you have anything you want to say?" I asked.
"No. I DID enough last night!"
"What do you mean by that?!"
"I KISSED you Sophie, doesn't that mean something?"
"Yes. I really like you, Cal. tell me what's bothering you."
He sighed heavily. "It's the way you were so nonchalant after we kissed."
"That was not nonchalant. I was struggling to find a witty remark!"
"Why did you need one?"
"Because I didn't know what to say."
"What would be so bad about that?"
There was a moment of awkward silence. I couldn't answer his question. With perfect timing, as if she sensed the awkward silence, Jenna walks in. She looks around and notices the both of us there, sitting alone, very close to each other.
"Am I interrupting again?" She asks.
I opened my mouth to reply and say that she was- Cal and I are going to have this conversation whether he likes it or not- but Cal replied before I could. "No. Sophie and I were just going." We were? Where? Back to the gardens?
He held out his hand. I looked at it dumbly for a moment. "Take my hand," he said. I held his hand and he teleported us away to a balcony I didn't even know existed. It over looked the gardens. I skimmed through in an attempt to find the flowers from yesterday, but I couldn't. I could see how much work Cal had put into it.
"…Sophie, I- Sophie?"
"Hmm? Yeah," I replied, dumbly. I think he was talking and I'd missed the whole thing.
"What did I just say?"
"Just now? You said 'what did I just say?'"
"You weren't listening, were you?"
"I'm sorry, Cal. I tried, but, I was distracted by the beautiful grounds…"
"Sophie. This is serious. It took a lot of guts for me to say what I just said."
"I'm sorry," I said, having nothing better to say. Cal turned to leave.
"Cal!" I said, feeling that now would be a good time to fess up.
"Sophie-"
"You have said enough, so now I'm going to talk. I like you, Cal. I mean like really really like you. Part of me will always have feelings for Archer-" he tensed, "But I'd love for us to try."
Cal looked at me for a moment. Then he kissed me. Like really kissed me. It was a really good kiss. Even better than the one Archer had given me. It lasted longer too. His kiss wasn't lustful, like Archer's had been, with his hands exploring everywhere, Cal's held more than that. I didn't know what though.
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When the kiss ended, it felt like hours had gone, but at the same time, the kiss couldn't seem to last long enough. I looked at Cal and he looked at me. We were looking into each other's eyes. My eyes drifted down to his lips for a second – just a second- and then he kissed me again. This time, I stopped him, by gently pushing him away with a hand on his chest. "What were you saying earlier?" I asked.
"Honestly?"
"Honestly."
"I can't really remember. After the kiss everything became a blur."
"Oh." Now that I know how I feel about him, I'm a little disappointed. I think this showed on my face because Cal took my hands into his, looked into my eyes and said, "Whatever I said wasn't as…brave as what you said. The kiss that we shared afterwards- that said a lot more."
"I guess this is one betrothal that will work out after all," I said.
"Yeah." We sort of just looked at each other for a while. It felt like ages, but it might have just been a few seconds. It's like we wanted to kiss, but we couldn't because we'd done that already.
"I better go heal some more plants," he said.
"Can I come? So that I can practice some more. If you don't mind me destroying the whole garden."
"I have faith in you, Sophie, more faith than you have in yourself. I think you underestimate your control over your powers."
"We'll see who's been wrong about my control later."
"Yes. We will."
"Care to place a bet on it, Mr. Callahan?"
"What are the stakes?"
"If I'm right, I get to pick where we have our first date, and if you're right, you get to pick."
"All right." He smiled at me as we shook hands.
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So far, I was winning. I had destroyed 2 out of 2 plants. It doesn't sound like much, but healing is really draining for me. Cal says it's the opposite for him, but I'm feeling really worn out. The strong river around my feet felt like nothing more than a trickle. Cal, on the other hand, was looking more and more energized. He was practically jumping up and down. I had to sit down.
"Cal, can we have a break?" I sat down on the edge of the fountain. Cal sat next to me.
"Are you feeling alright, Sophie?"
"Just a bit worn out."
"You'll get the hang of healing, I promise." He took my hand into his and I felt little electric shocks across my hand. They weren't actual electric shocks, just him making me feel better. They weren't horrible shocks either; they were gentle and the felt nice. We just looked at each other again. Another moment of silence. I think that's why I did what I did next. One moment we were both sitting on the edge of the fountain, the next, we were both in it. Soaked. I think I subconsciously used my powers to teleport us there. Cal sat in the fountain, which is deeper than you'd think, just looked at me and blink. His hair was soaked in this filthy green water and his white t-shirt – make that his very nice white t-shirt was ruined. I was guessing that I also looked awful. Then Cal used his powers to throw water at me and laughed. I laughed because I was about to use my powers to throw water at him. It was a lot of water. The fountain actually overflowed. Then we started splashing each other like normal teenagers. We laughed a lot when we both got out of the pond, soaked to the skin. His hair was plastered to his face and even his skin was tinged green. The laughing trickled away, leaving one of those awkward silences.
"I guess you win, then," he said, referring to our bet.
"I suppose I do." We looked at each other in silence, until Jenna came up to us.
"Your dad wants to see you, Soph." Then she looked at the both of us. "I can't believe it! Again?! I sure know how to pick my moments."
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