Chapter Twenty-Nine: Video Game Loving, Forever Reading, Nerdy, Stupid Ass Boy.

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I have a physics exam on Monday ohmygosh. I have too many things to do but I managed to update : ) This chapter is dedicated to lique_fromstatefarm because she's one of my favorite readers, her comments are hilarious and her husband appears in this chapter.

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Chapter Twenty Nine: "Video Game Loving, Forever Reading, Nerdy, Stupid Ass Boy."

THE FIRST PERSON I SAW on Thursday night was Kim and I almost hugged my friend with gratitude.

Someone got out of the car she was in, probably her mother. Kim hooked my arm with hers as we looked up at the Cahill house. It was six o'clock at night and the pre wedding dinner was in place at the Cahill's. I wasn't even sure why Ivan had decided to make their rehearsal dinner on a Thursday night but they were so caught up in the wedding itself I knew they had probably forgotten.

Kim's dress was like mine- black but hers was a two piece and she wore heels her blonde hair wavier than it usually was. She greeted my mom with that upfront most teenagers put in front of adults and I had to stifle my laughter before we came inside.

As we walked through the open gate for the guests and the makeshift trail that led to back of the house, near the ballroom/banquet hall, I spotted the recently made gazebo I knew Ivan and Natasha would get married under on Saturday. Kim noticed it too and raised her eyebrows. "Wow 'Tasha's going all out."

I nodded. "Yeah."

"You're one of her bridesmaids too right?" Kim asked me as us and many other unrecognizable people walked along the path.

"Yeah, aren't you?"

"Yeah...I think I'm going to walk with that Christian guy. The one who was hitting on Sarah the night of the showcase."

"Yeah that's Christian. You and Natasha are cousins right?"

"Yeah, my mom and her dad are siblings."

"How big is your family?" I asked, thinking about how Natasha used to live with their other uncle during the summer.

Kim thought about it. "Um...well my mom has six brothers in her family and she's the only girl and one of my uncles, the one who lives next door doesn't have much children and Natasha is an only child while I have an older sister but our other uncles have like five children each or something."

She rolled her eyes at the end of that sentence. "I'm guessing that you don't like your other cousins?"

"I definitely don't and I have to see most of them on Saturday...and tonight." She muttered, pulling me along through the patio door. We gave our jackets to the person that was standing there and walked through the house passing a couple of people.

Kim looked around with awe. "This place is honestly amazing."

I nodded in agreement and glanced over at my mom who was looking around with the same expression as Kim even though she had been here before.

"Sydney." A voice called out and I smiled at Greg as he walked over to me along with Christian who was arguing with someone else.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Liz walk over to my mom and engage in a conversation with her. Liz wore a black dress too but hers was definitely something designer and screamed expensive.

My eye was moved away from Liz and I returned Greg greeting as he acknowledged Kim. Christian walked over to us with the other guy he was with, looking completely agitated.

          

"What's going on?" I asked Greg before I eyes caught the guy Christian was talking to as he came into proper view.

He was probably Hispanic like Eduardo, I assumed. His skin was tanned and his brown hair was unruly and was on the verge of growing out but it looked extremely attractive on the attractive guy. His brown eyes showed kindness but they also had this crazy look in them like he could probably say or do anything at his will. I noticed the tattoos of words peeking out from under his button down shirt and on his arm since his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows.

The guy looked at me when he heard my voice and my eyes widened as he stepped towards me and just like that my social awkwardness wavered before it even started.

"Do you pour the cereal first or the milk?"

What?

I stared at him confused and felt at ease a little because he looked really anticipated by what I should probably say. "Um..."

"Cereal, what the heck?" Kim muttered, looking through her phone.

The guy groaned loudly. "You people are so weird."

"Says the guy who pours the milk first." Greg muttered.

What the hell? Who does that?

"Yes, I do it the normal way." The guy muttered, running a hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry you're definition of normal is completely different than everyone else's." Christian said.

The guy said a string of curses under his breath before sighing. He knew I was watching him because his brown eyes turned over to me and the corner of his lips quirked up before he gave me a full out grin making me feel welcomed in his presence. "Hey I'm Caleb."

I gave him a small timid wave. "Sydney."

I noticed something happen so quickly that if I wasn't already looking at him I would've missed it. His eyes had widened a fraction at the mention of my name which meant he recognized me but I was pretty sure it wasn't because of the dance world.

But his mouth was open and he said something that cleared it up. "So you're Sydney."

I was confused and nodded. "Yeah...I'm-I'm Sydney."

"So Sydney," He said, crossing his arms and a serious expression was on his face. "Do you put your milk first or your cereal?"

I almost bit on the inside of my cheek to not say anything and the hopeful look on his face and that smile made me not want to disappoint him. "Um...cereal."

Caleb groaned loudly again and looked like he wanted to bang his head against a wall. Greg laughed loudly and Caleb looked down at him. "You're sadistic."

"And you're an adult bothering people with stupid questions."

"Technically he's not an adult," Christian spoke up. "He's seventeen until the end of this month. The 27th."

"Wow Chris you remembered my birthday." Caleb joked and Christian rolled his eyes walking away. "I know I just got in town but has Christian become more of a dick than usual?"

"He threw me down to the ground one day because I wanted a seat at the dinner table."Greg mentioned.

Caleb raised an eyebrow. "Definitely more of a dick." He walked away, trying to catch up to Christian and I looked at Greg.

He pointed a thumb at Caleb. "Yeah, that's Caleb Henderson. He's an extremely close family friend. I'm not sure if you'll see a lot of him but if you do, be cautious of his randomness, stupid theories and questions."

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