Page 30 of I Wanna Text You Up

There’s anotherbuzz.

“Ugh.”

With reluctance, I put my brush down and snatch up the offendingobject.

This better be damngood.

Caleb:I’m sorry…sorry I walked away and didn’t talk anything over with you. I suck sometimes and tonight was one of thosetimes.

Caleb:Can you forgiveme?

Well, look at the balls onhim.

Me:Prepare for a lengthyresponse…

Me:I’m pretty pissed at you, a little confused, and maybe even hurt. For one, I didn’t deserve that sort of exit. For two, you didn’t even finish cleaning up the kitchen. That’s not good roomie behavior. I don’t know what kind of roommates you had before, but I’m not about to walk on eggshells around you and your temper tantrums. Let me in, keep me shut out—I don’t give a crap. Just don’t treat me that way and we’ll be square. Check your shit at the door and don’t take it out onme.

Caleb:Yeah. Rogerthat.

Me:Did you really just act like an assagain?

Caleb:Shit, I did. I’m sorry. I fuckingsuck.

Me:You’re damn right youdo.

Caleb:It’s just…my past is a sore subject for me. I’m sure you’ve figured that out bynow.

Me:No shit. Thatbad?

Caleb:Dick stuck in a zipperbad.

Me:I don’t have a dick, as we’ve already established, so I don’t know what that feels like, but it doesn’t soundfun.

Caleb:Oh, there was nothing fun about it. I wasn’t the golden child. I didn’t get invited to parties, let alone a school dance. I wasn’t homecoming anything. The only reason I was part of the baseball team and was able to get the fuck out of that place was because of my mom and who she was and what she did for the coaches after hours. I skated the edges of the outcasts and barely outran the troubled ones. High school was tough. College is my do-over.

Caleb:Think we could get a do-over?

Me:I can do that, but this is your last chance. Don’t screw itup.

Me:God, I feel like we’re all keyed up here now. Can’t we just go back to flirting like we did in theemails?

Caleb:Flirting? Is that what you were doing? Oh, you mean go back to you staring at my ass and me pretending like I don’t notice? Or you inching close to me and trying to get me to give in to kissing you? You want to go back tothat?

Me:You are such a jerk! I was NOT staring at yourass.

Me:Okay, fine. I was. So sue me. You’ve got a greatass.

Me:I hate you because now I’m blushing, and I never blush. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TOME?

Caleb:You are such a liar. You could never hate me. Even when I’m at my worst, you won’t be able to truly hate me. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone you were checking me out…if you promise not to tell anyone I was checking you outtoo.

Caleb:P.S. THAT’S how youflirt.

Me:Oh, everyone already knows you were checking me out because they were too. I’m hot. *shrugs*

Caleb:You are like a female version of Zach. You know that,right?

Me:Point?

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