Caleb’s P.O.V.

I woke up the next day with a headache. Tiny echos of ST3LLAR’s new song rang in my ears.  I finally managed to know the song by heart. I got out bed and got ready for school. After I was done, I grabbed a cereal bar and headed for school. Since it was almost Thanksgiving, we had Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday off.

My headphones sung my favorite songs by you know who until I arrived at Vincent High School. By the time I got through the front door, the bell had already rung. I went to my locker. There were people still lingering in the hallway so I decided to take my time walking to chemistry.

The teacher was busy writing on the board to notice me slip into my seat. “Good Morning,” Mr. Paige  said once he turned around. He was considered “good-looking” by like half the juniors and a couple of teachers. He would talk about this school like it was a scientific element. And I swear if you listen close enough, he’ll sound like Sam Smith. With his brown hair and green eyes, he could talk about bird shit and still get laid.

“Since today's our last day until Monday, I thought it would be great to work on a project before the next term. Projects will be presented on Monday.” Mr.Paige moved away from the board to show us what he had written

“Partners have already been assigned so don't pester me about it. Don't try to erase the names on the board either because I have a paper copy. The syllabus is on my desk.” I frowned and looked for my name. It was the first one.

“Are you Caleb?” I turned towards the voice. It was a girl. Her red hair covered most of her face, but I could see her blue eyes. “Depends on who's asking.”

She smiled and dropped her eyes. “I’m Kat. So… I guess we're going to be partners.” I nodded. This conversation was slowly getting awkward.

“Attention! The subject of this project is human interaction between two individuals. It doesn't have to be between partners. It can be between your guardians or even your teachers.” Mr. Paige smiled at the class and started answering questions for people who didn't understand.

“Kat, I'm not going to able to start the project until Friday. I…uh...I’m going to be busy.” Busy with ST3LLAR! I obviously wanted to spend my break with ST3LLAR instead of some red-headed chick. She seemed like a nice girl though.

“We’re only going to have three days to work on the project. I don't know about you, but I need this project to be perfect!” If she wasn't sucking her boyfriend’s face all the time, she would have had a perfect grade. Kat’s face went from irritated to pissed in two seconds. The bell rung and she stomped out of the classroom. I watched her red hair disappear into a crowd of students. I must have said something wrong.