Calum & Zoella

6. Zoella

The bus ride home was awkward. Zoella sat next to Calum like he told her to but he turned around to talk to his friends for the whole ride home. When her stop came she jumped up quickly without saying goodbye or even looking at him. Why ask her to sit next to him if he's just going to ignore her existence? Why did she expect him to talk to her?

"How was your first day?" Her mum asked as she walked into the house,

"Good,"

"Did you make any friends?"

"I made 2 I think,"

"You think?"

"I think,"

"What are they called?" Her mum asked,

"Darcey and Taylor,"

"Are they nice?"

"Yeah they're lovely,"

"So whats on the agenda tomorrow?"

"School," Zoella answered,

"Don't be a smartass! What lessons?"

"Double English, Double Music and Sports,"

"They like double lessons in that school don't they?" Her mum asked,

"That's what I said!"

"Great minds think alike,"

"Or it's because we're related," Zoella said, her mum rolled her eyes,

"Dinner in an hour,"

"Thanks," Zoella said running up the stairs to continue unpacking. She kicked her bag towards her bed when she saw the top of a book sticking out, or should she say play.

"Damn it," Zoella mumbled as she pulled out A Streetcar Named Desire. She stuffed it back in her bag and moved onto a box, she'll just have to give it back to him tomorrow. If he spoke to her.

"Fucking Calum," She mumbled as she pulled out countless pictures of her and her old friends who, even though they promised they wouldn't, had stopped talking to her or acknowledging her. Even when she sent them a text or a Twitter message. She stared at the pictures before throwing them under her bed.

'Friends'.

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"That was lovely," Zoella lied as she walked up the stairs back to her room,

"Thank you! I tried something new!" Her mum shouted back, Zoella widened her eyes and continued up the stairs. Her mum could cook, the basics, but not 'new' things. Her mum had clearly mixed up basil with paprika, which would seem hard to do considering ones green and the other is red, but whatever was going through her mums mind at them moment stopped her from choosing the right one.

Zoella had one more box to unpack but she refused to look at it or even open it. She kicked it to the corner of her room and left it to be forgotten about, and pre-packed for the next time they move.

Zoella stared at the A Streetcar Named Desire book, play, and debated whether she should read it again. She groaned and pulled it out of her school bag. Inside there were annotations that Calum had made, some basic ones but then some that would help you understand what the writer actually meant. His writing was cute, kind of messy and very italic.

From: Unknown
I need my A Streetcar Named Desire play back

From: Unknown
It's Calum by the way. I got your number from the School's office.

To: Bus Boy
When do you want your play?

From: Bus Boy
Now

To: Bus Boy
Come and get it

Zoella slapped her hand to her head, he was collecting a book not listening to Selena Gomez's new song.

From: Bus Boy
Your bus stop, 5 minutes

To: Bus Boy
Fine

Zoella got off of her bedroom floor and shut the book over. She grabbed her flats and walked out of the house telling her mum she'd be back in a minute. When Zoella got there Calum was leaning against a car,

"You have a car and you use the bus?" Zoella asked him,

"The bus is a good place to pick up girls or something," He shrugged, Zoella nodded her head and handed him the book, play.

"Here you go,"

"Thanks, do you live nearby?" He asked,

"That brick house right there,"

"Looks cosy,"

"It's full of boxes," Zoella laughed, Calum shook his head and threw the book, play, into the front seat of his car through the window,

"Why couldn't you just open the door?" Zoella asked him, he took his sunglasses off and threw them through the window too,

"Seriously?" She asked him, he smirked and leaned off of the car,

"What are you doing?" She asked,

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zoella asked as Calum got closer, he somehow managed to turn her around and lean her against the car,

"Calum?"

"Zoe?"

"It's Zoella, seriously stupid trying to make the stupid nickname stick I hat-," Zoella began before she was interrupted by Calum kissing her,

"Not bad," Calum said as he pulled away, Zoella frowned,

"Why did you do that?"

"Kiss you?"

"Yeah," Zoella said, Calum simply shrugged his shoulders,

"Moment felt right,"

"We've only known each other for 11 hours,"

"I've gone further than that with someone I've known for an hour," Calum said, Zoella pulled a face and pretended to throw up,

"That's disgusting,"

"I know," Calum sighed opening the door,

"Thanks for play and thanks for the kiss,"

"Does that mean I don't owe you a favour anymore?" Zoella asked hopefully, Calum laughed,

"I wouldn't waste a favour on a kiss Zoella, that's just stupid,"

"Why did you get my number from the office?"

"I needed my play,"

"How?"

"Used one of my favours," He smiled,

"You wasted a favour on me?"

"Anything revolving you isn't a waste Zoella," Calum said looking at her, she blushed and looked down,

"Your cheeks match your hair," Calum laughed,

"Shut up,"

"It's cute, I'll see you tomorrow on the bus,"

"I'm not getting the bus,"

"Yes you are," He said looking at her,

"No I'm not,"

"What are you doing then? Walking?" 

"Yes,"

"Fine then, I won't save you a seat," Calum said getting in his car and driving away. Zoella turned on her heel and walked back towards her house, her lips were still tingling and that worried her.

"Who was that?" Her mum asked,

"A boy I sat next to on the bus," Zoella answered.