"Casey, come on now. You know he'd only use you." Casey was offended at what he had said even though he obviously didn't mean it the way she took it.

"I'm so sick of people saying that I'm stupid. I knew he didn't love me, but everyone always makes it sound like he never would because I'm the "fat girl". But the truth is that he wouldn't because he's an asshole. I used him just as much as he used me," Casey ranted. Casey turned her head and looked away. Isaiah felt bad because it was true what people thought, but he didn't think that way. To him, Casey was beautiful because he knew her personality and he didn't understand why she didn't see herself in a better light.

"You know I don't think that," said Isaiah trying to be apologetic, "I just hear the locker room talk they all have. The other guys tease him about you." Casey turned her head to look at him with a small smile on her face. She thought he was hot but that was about it other than the easy sex she thought he was an idiot.

"Good. Serves him right." Isaiah opened his textbook and went back to reading for a few seconds. "So, speaking of locker room talk, what about the party? You are going, right?" Casey looked at Isaiah with a broad smile and an expecting look on her face. She knew he was uncomfortable with the aspect of the parties this was why he didn't go to them before but having listened to their conversation, she knew he had a bit of an incentive to go.

"I wasn't sure if you were going to do anything tonight, so I left it open, although Caleb asked me to go to it." Casey looked at him clearly not buying the "left it open" story.

"So, let's go then. I'll go with you. I've been to a few of their parties at Caleb's house before. They always seem pretty rockin'." Isaiah stared down at his book nervously for a second it almost looked like he expected a different reaction from her.

"Cool. Sounds good." Isaiah turned a page in his book and continued to read Casey stared at him for a second wondering why he was so engulfed in his textbook realizing that he was trying to avoid too much conversation with her.

"So Caleb asked you to go tonight, huh?" she taunted lightly. Isaiah snapped his book shut and put it on his lap. He looked at her surprised that she would say it so loud.

"Casey, keep your voice down." Isaiah was embarrassed, his cheeks flushed red, and he looked around to see if anyone had heard when the bus came to a stop. Caleb and Sheena got up. Caleb walked ahead of Sheena and stopped at Casey and Isaiah's seats he flashed a smile at them.

"See you guys tonight at the party." Isaiah smiled but tried to avoid eye contact his face still flushed red.

"See you later, Caleb," said Isaiah. Sheena stood behind Caleb waiting for him to move on.

"See you, Caleb," said Casey. Sheena looked at Casey with a repulsed look on her face, it was clear that she didn't want her to be there.

"Oh my god, she's going to be there?" she said disgustedly. Casey looked away awkwardly to keep herself from saying anything. She knew if she said something it might result in a physical fight, and she didn't want to have to hurt Sheena. Caleb looked at Sheena with anger in his eyes, this was it he had had enough of her attitude for one day and he wasn't going to be quiet about it. It was bad enough that she ruined his day, he wasn't about to let her attack someone for no reason with him standing right beside her.

"Yeah, I said anybody could come." Caleb looked at her anyone looking at him could tell he was almost furious. "Can't you just keep your mouth shut for a fucking second?" Sheena looked at him shocked briefly.

"Oh, fuck you, asshole." Sheena pushed passed Caleb and got off the bus, she headed up the yard. Caleb looked back at Isaiah and Casey and smiled at them.

"Sorry," he laughed nervously, "Gotta go." Caleb quickly followed Sheena and walked off the bus and up the yard. The door on the bus closed and it started to move again.

Caleb walked up behind Sheena with the key to the house in his hand, she stood on the door with her arms crossed and tapping her foot obnoxiously. Caleb chose to ignore her childishness and put the key in the door and walked into the big house. Caleb's family was very well off, his parents were both corporate lawyers for a large firm based in Ontario. The house exterior was boxy and functional in appearance, but the interior was very roomy, the foyer opened up into the large living room that was nicely decorated. The furniture was new, a leather couch loveseat and chair sat in the middle of the floor in a half circle in front of a fifty-two-inch television and entertainment centre. The door to the kitchen was on the other side of the living room and there were two more doors one led to an office, and another led to a filing room. There was a set of stairs that led upstairs where Caleb's, his parents and his uncle Caesar stayed as well as a guest room. Sheena walked in behind Caleb and stayed silent as she headed upstairs to Caleb's bedroom. Caleb rolled his eyes and followed her upstairs, they walked into his bedroom. A large open room with a double bed centred on the wall, a small walk-in closet and his computer desk in one corner and an entertainment centre on the floor in front of the bed.

"Sheena you were in the wrong," said Caleb plainly. Sheena looked at him as though he was saying something completely shocking. "What, you were?" Caleb sat his pack down and sat on his bed and laid back, he could tell that she was extremely angry, she didn't take well to being humiliated especially in public. "Are you really going to hang on to it for the rest of the day?" Caleb was almost taunting her, for once she couldn't argue with him because he was right by any stretch of the argument. Sheena let out one last frustrated sigh and got up and went back downstairs. Caleb put his head back on his pillow and closed his eyes finally getting the nap he wanted. His head and body were aching, and his muscles and body were aching from the game. As for his headache, it was all on Sheena, he was looking forward to the party tonight to be able to just have fun and relax with his friends. Caleb slowly drifted off to sleep.

The bus had just started to move again after dropping off Caleb. Several of the students on the bus were laughing about Sheena. Jonathan sat back in his seat and looked back at Chris, Andrew, and Mike.

"Haha. Someone's not getting any tonight!" he called out. Isaiah smiled at Casey feeling the overall emotion of the bus laughing at Sheena.

"Poor guy. Way to go, Casey."

"Oh, whatever. What a bitch. I'm glad I pissed her off, and not like Caleb is in any real trouble. He'll just pull out his dick and she'll love him all over again like usual," said Casey sarcastically. Isaiah was suddenly uncomfortable; he didn't like hearing about Caleb and Sheena's sex life. The thought of Caleb being with Sheena bothered him because it was apparent, at least to him, that they stayed together because it was easier for him just to stay with her than to deal with the backlash of a breakup with her.

"Yeah," Isaiah paused his discomfort starting to shine through, "I wonder why he took the bus and not the truck. Pretty sure his parents took their car." Caleb would rarely go on the bus, when he first got his license, his parents bought him a white Ford f150 pickup truck that he took pretty much everywhere.

"Yeah, it is a little weird to see him on the bus," said Casey. Jonathan came up behind them and sat down in the empty seat smiling at Casey.

"Hey, Casey. You gonna be at the party tonight?" he asked. Isaiah could see the look in his eyes that he would get when he was trying to get with a girl.

"Yeah, I'm going with Isaiah. We'll be there around eight or so. I assume you're going?" Casey knew Jonathan didn't like Isaiah and she almost seemed to be showing off the fact she was going with him.

"Of course! You know you really should come to my place before the party?" Casey looked at Jonathan knowing full well what he was implying.

"Oh yeah, and why's that?" Jonathan smirked at her thinking that she was catching the vibe he was trying to throw off.

"Well, free liquor is always good." Jonathan leaned into her and smiled with a bit of a seductive look in his eyes. Casey put her finger on his shoulder, smiling at him she pushed him away from her.

"I'm sure there will be plenty of that at the party though. Maybe we'll talk after." Casey watched as the look on Jonathan's face went from seductive to surprise and embarrassed. Mike watched as Casey rejected Jonathan and started laughing at the look on his face.

"Oh ho, shot down by the fat girl!" he hollered. Jonathan stood up quickly and sat back in his original seat still surprised that Casey rejected him. He just assumed that she would accept the invitation, maybe if Isaiah hadn't been there, things would have gone his way. He had already been rejected by Katelyn who he thought was probably the hottest girl he knew, but Casey would have been good enough for now, he was just looking to get off at the end of the night anyway.

"Shut up, Mike! Whatever!" The bus slowly came to a full stop and Jonathan watched Isaiah and Casey get up and walk off the bus. Jonathan couldn't stand even being in the same room as Isaiah let alone the bus. There were a lot of rumours floating around that he was gay, and Jonathan was completely convinced that they were true. Once in a while, he would catch Isaiah in an awkwardly long stare, never at him, but at Caleb his best friend. He had noticed that Caleb and Isaiah had been chatting a few times today and it really bothered him. It was bad enough today that Caleb was the only thing stopping him from giving Isaiah a few good punches here and there, but he didn't want them to be friends. Just the thought of what could happen was enough to make Jonathan want to hurt somebody. The thought of two guys together was disgusting to him, it would be even worse if it was his best friend. The worst part about it was that Jonathan wasn't convinced that Caleb felt the same way he did. He certainly didn't think that Caleb would ever be interested in another guy, but he would tolerate it and that's what scared him. Jonathan stood up and walked to the back of the bus where Mike and Andrew were sitting. "Man, I know that Isaiah's a fag. Don't you guys think so?" Mike looked at Jonathan caught off guard by his bluntness.

"Where did that come from?" asked Mike.

"Not really anywhere. I just know he's a fuckin' faggot. I'm going to have to kick his ass next time I get a chance." Jonathan was irritated. Andrew looked at Jonathan feeling the same way and wanting in on the action.

"Man, fags are gross. Lemme know when you're gonna do it. I think he is too, but Caleb is always around when you say something, so I just don't bother. Not worth the trouble of having him pissed at me," explained Andrew.

"Man, Caleb won't even know about it. I don't know why he sticks up for him anyway. He even does when we're not at the games or the gym."

"Well, he has to put on the front, you know, and he's good at it. That's why he's the team captain." Andrew shrugged his shoulders and stared at Jonathan for a moment. Jonathan got up and let out a sigh in frustration, he walked over and sat back in his seat.

Isaiah and Casey walked down the street toward his house as they often did. Casey lived a few blocks away from him so she would just get let out at his stop to spend the extra time together. Isaiah walked this road every day for his entire school career. There were only a few houses on it, his parents and some neighbours that they really didn't speak to often. He lived in a small house with his mother Carla, his father had passed away when he was only three with prostate cancer and his grandparents were all dead. This made Isaiah and Carla extremely close, they were used to only having each other. Carla worked as a manager at the local grocery store, not a glorious job by any means but it was enough to keep them in a place to stay and food. They shortly came to Isaiah's house.

"What time did you wanna leave for the party?" asked Casey stopping to look at him.

"I don't know, you're driving, you tell me." Isaiah stopped and looked at her thinking for a second. "I'd like to just go and get it over with though, I know I'm going to be almost having an anxiety attack until my feet are solidly in his yard anyway."

"Alright well, I'll call you later. I wasn't thinking of going until like eight or so."

"Okay, cool I will talk to you then." Casey nodded to Isaiah and continued on her way home, Isaiah walked up to the front door of his house and walked in. His house was a small two-bedroom bungalow with a basement that led right off the foyer. Stepping into the house you stood in the kitchen, walking into the kitchen turning right was the hallway that adjoined the living room, bathroom, Carla's room and Isaiah's room at the end of the hall. Isaiah took off his shoes and walked into his bedroom. His mother wouldn't be home for just over an hour so he decided to sit at home and get some of his homework done. He wanted to try to take his mind off the already building anxiety about the party.