Everything Happens At 2:04 AM

Chapter Fourteen: Take That Attention Whore and Give Her Alcohol.

Chapter Fourteen: "Take That Attention Whore and Give Her Alcohol."

HERE'S THE THING I noticed about Caleb.

Despite him being in his mid-twenties, he didn't push away the opportunity to act like a child. Whenever he had an idea his eyes practically lit up. When he saw something out of the ordinary, he would catch your attention, turning you with both hands on your shoulders so you could pay attention to what left him mesmerized.

Right now, he stared wide-eyed at the sky, both hands on my shoulders for me to look up with him. "The moon is so bright. Do you ever just want to jump, touch it and then come back down." Caleb grinned at the end of that sentence, let me go. He twirled his car keys in one hand while holding a bag of fast food in the other.

"You have pretty big ambitions," I commented, partially focused on how quiet it was.

"Big dreams, big imagination." He said softly, looking around as we proceeded walking into a neighborhood. At midnight, no one was out on the street. Majority of the houses' lights were turned off, the residents inside possibly embarked in sleep, unaware of two unfamiliar people strolling through their area.

"Am I just going to be following you?" I asked him, taking a fry out of the bag to put it in my mouth. Caleb grabbed the fry before it entered my mouth, breaking off half to throw up into the air and catch in his mouth.

He grinned at me and I frowned at him while eating. "You said you wanted to go through a park and I know there's a park around here."

"I said I wanted to go on a swing."

"Parks have swings," Caleb said slowly as if I was dense. "Two plus two equals four. Do we proceed to state the obvious?"

"Do we proceed to act like a smartass?" I retorted. Caleb nudged me with his finger and I managed to dodge out of his way with a smile. "How do you know this neighborhood?"

"I get bored when I'm in my apartment," He said, taking another fry out of my bag. "I'm a walker, I guess? I don't know the terminology but whatever it is, I am it."

"You go to parks in the middle of the night."

"That doesn't sound like an accusation," He noticed. "That sounds like something you can relate to, October."

"Why do you think I said I wanted to go on a swing?" I looked at him out of the corner of my eye when I heard a machine hissing. I grabbed Caleb by the hand as we passed by a house, yanking him backward as a sprinkler sprayed its water where Caleb would have walked through.

When the water went back to the grass, we walked by it quickly as Caleb let out a little sigh of relief before bouncing back. "Do I have something in common with the Octavia?"

"Stop calling me the Octavia. You're making it sound like you put me on a pedestal or something."

"Don't act like you don't love it." He teased. It was rather obvious he observed a bluntly obvious part of my personality. I love attention.

"Anyways," He laughed at my attempt to change the topic. "I mean we do have that in common." 

"Walking?"

"Uh, a lot of people walk, idiot," I articulated, suddenly aware that he was swinging our hands back and forth. "It's a method of getting from point a to point b."

"You're such a-" He shook his head laughing and before I knew it he removed his hand from mine, slinging that arm around me pointing somewhere upward. "You see, look. That sky? Those stars? Beautiful. Looks like something you would see searching for wallpapers for your laptop."