7. chapter six
The next morning I wake up and start my daily routine of getting ready for school. I shower, brush my teeth, and throw on a pair of dark jeans and my favorite black nirvana shirt. I apply minimal make up and let my hair air dry into loose damp waves. I used to straighten my hair and wear all kinds of make up and try so hard every day, but I've gotten to the point where it's just whatever anymore. There's no one I'm trying to impress, and not that it'd work anyways.
I grab my bag and sling it over my shoulder and make my way downstairs to my mom sitting on the couch drinking her coffee and watching the news. "Morning Aria." She smiles over at me.
"Goodmorning." I smile lightly and make myself a bowl of cereal, and remember Calum. Crap, I hadn't even asked mom if it was okay. "Hey um mom is it okay if a friend comes over so I can help him with his math? He's new and needs a little help."
"Him? Oooh is it your boyfriend? Is he cute?" Mom says suddenly more interested and turned around to look at me and I sigh and roll my eyes.
"Mother. No. Not every boy I ever talk to is my boyfriend. Or any boy for that matter." I say and shake my head and grab my book off the counter.
"Mhmm sure, but yeah I guess that's okay." Mom says and nods.
"Thanks mom." I say and walk over and kiss her on the cheek and make my way out the door and into my car and head to school.
I walk into first period and see Calum sitting in the back where we sat yesterday. I smile slightly to myself and take a deep breath and try to calm the butterflies that have taken flight in my stomach. I make my way back and sit down beside him and get my notebook out of my bag. "Goodmorning." I say and glance over at him as I open up my notebook.
"Morning." He mumbles and rubs his face. I notice little bags under his eyes and his shoulders slumped a little forward. I can tell he's sleepy and not much of a morning person. His sleepy eyes and slightly pouted lips make him look absolutely adorable. For someone who keeps up such a bad boy appearance, I can still picture myself cuddled up to him in our pjs while he hums quietly. My cheeks burn slightly pink and I take a deep breath. I've got to stop. I barely even know him. Plus he's not exactly my "type". "Are we still on for tonight?" Calum speaks up interrupting my train of thought.
"Umm yeah of course." I say and nod and smile lightly at him.