Caleb:No.
Caleb:But can I tell yousomething?
Me:Shoot.
Caleb:I briefly regretted it, but only because I thought you’d never talk to meagain.
Me:I was never mad at you, Caleb. I was mad atme.
Caleb:Why? We didn’t do anything wrong,Zoe.
Caleb:You know that,right?
Me:Sure.
Me:You were gone thismorning.
Caleb:I was. Littleleague.
Me:I bet you look so damn cute outthere.
Caleb:Ido.
Me:Are you wearing a ball cap rightnow?
Caleb:Always.
Me:*whispers* Is itbackward?
Caleb:Itis.
Me:I think I need to change mypanties.
Caleb:I will NOT flirt with you while I’m atpractice.
Me:And how many times did you have to repeat that toyourself?
Caleb:Enough.
Me:Wait, how’d you getthere?
Caleb:I took thebus.
Me:CALEB! You could have asked me to give you a ride. Is that what you’ve been doing since you movedin?
Caleb:Mostly. Sometimes I’ll catch a ride with afriend.
Me:WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME THIS? I would have given yourides!
Me:Seriously, I cannot believe you rightnow.
Caleb:I didn’t want to be a bother. It’s not a bigdeal.
Me:Is practice overyet?
Caleb:No, we still have about fifteenminutes.
Me:Are you at Cattleman’sField?