Caleb

I open my laptop and pull out google docs. Tapping my fingers on the keys, I struggle to find the words for my essay. My teacher told us to write a fiction story for our English assignment and I have no clue what to write about. "Hey stranger." Caleb says climbing into my bedroom.

I look over and smile at him. "Working on the English assignment?" He asks and I nod. "I'm not quite sure what I should write about." He looks at the empty docs and shrugs. "I'm not sure what I want to write about yet but I'm thinking maybe a fantasy story about the childhood I never had. When I was little, my father left and my mom and sister were struggling to pay rent. So, I want to write about my dream childhood with both parents." He takes a deep breath and locks his eyes with mine

"Wow." I whisper taking a seat on my spinning chair. "I know that that story is going to be absolutely amazing." I look back at the empty screen and sigh. I have no idea what I'm going to write about. "Write about something that means a lot to you. For me, I always dreamt of a perfect childhood so I'm writing about that. You should write about someone or something that you want or already have." He says smiling at me.

"Alright, enough mushy stuff. I'm going to work on the assignment so I'll see you later." He says putting his hand on my shoulder. I wave to him as he climbs out of my room and back to his.

I reflect back to Caleb's words and think. Something that I really love? I do like writing and reading but I can't write a fictional story about that. What do I say? There was this nerdy girl who fell in love with the new boy. Oh please, that's so cheesy and that would never happen.

I could write about my mom but I already have the most amazing bond with her and this has to be a fictional story. My mom is just perfect and there is nothing I could add to her. I want to write about something I don't have. I put my face into my hands and shake my head violently. An idea pops into my head and I smile. Something I don't have... or someone? In that moment my head was clear. I knew what my story was going to be about. And that one thing was something so simple. Just one word. Caleb.

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The professor hands my essay back and I look at my grade and smile. "Whoa, an A+? What did you write about?" Caleb says over my shoulder. I turn around to face him and just smile. "Oh c'mon you're not going to tell me? I'm hurt princess." He says following me out of the classroom as the bell rang.

I stop in my tracks to face him. I raise my eyebrow at him and smirk. Shaking my head, I push past him and head out the door. He runs behind me calling my name laughing.

I open the door to my house and not even a few seconds later Caleb comes running into the house out of breath. "Stop r-run-runing." He says in-between breaths. Once he catches his breath he speaks again. "I want to read your story." He follows me to my room and shuts the door behind him.

I hand him the paper and he smiles. "I got an A- by the way." He says proudly. "Really? That's amazing!" I reply putting my backpack on my desk and sitting on my bed.

I look up at him and blush slightly, making my cheeks bleed a shade of pink. He takes my hand and guides me through the crowd and onto the ferris wheel. My heartbeat quickens as he helps me up to my seat. "The sky looks amazing." He says pulling out his camera and snaps a picture of the sunset. He gazed into my eyes and flashes a smile at me. In this moment I knew I was in love. Looking down at my hands, I start to fidget with them.

I wasn't quite sure why I was In love with him. This has never happened before. Maybe it was his smile, or laugh, or maybe the way he takes care of the people he loves, or maybe it was whole personality. It was him. Just him. The way he took me to another place was something I could never put into words. I look back up at him and smile. He is definitely who I want to spend the rest of my life with.

" Whoa. Dani, who is this about?" He asks putting the papers down. "Uh, no one. It's a fictional story obviously so I made it up." I nervously grab the papers off the bed and put them inside my binder carefully. "Dani, don't lie to me. These feelings can't be made up unless you experience them." He explains taking a step closer towards me.

"Alright, you caught me! There might be this guy that I have a tiny crush on. Nothing huge." He raises an eyebrow at me giving me the stop lying look. "What's his name?" He questions looking directly in my eyes searching for answers. "Um, you don't know him. He doesn't go to our school." He nods his head and shoots me a smile. "Well, it's a beautiful story." He comments and then leaves to his room.

All I wanted to do was to tell him that the story was about him but I knew I couldn't.

Calebs POV

I walk to my room feeling empty. I don't understand why I'm so upset! I shouldn't care about who Dani likes or writes about. I don't like her. There is no way! She is not my type at all.

The door bell rings snapping me out of my thoughts. I walk towards the door opening it, revealing Brian and Scott. "What's wrong?" Scott asks falling onto the couch. "It's nothing. For some reason, Dani's fiction story is bothering me. She let me read it and it's this fantasy story about this boy and her." I rant sitting next to him.

"I think you might be catching feelings for her." Brian adds crossing his arms laughing. "No I'm not. I don't catch feelings, I play with girls feelings and use them." I say crossing my arms.

"Ever since you met Dani, you haven't brought as many girls home. The last time you dated someone was four months ago. Obviously you have feelings for Dani." Scott says. "Plus, the way you look at her, anyone can tell you like her." Brian exclaims.

"That is not true. I'm just taking a break from girls right now because I've dated almost all of them." I argue but they just roll their eyes. I do not like Dani. There is no way.