The Coincidence of Callie and Kayden

school and practice, I barely have time to sleep.”
     
    She scrunches the ends of her hair with her fingers. “Well, wake up. You need to take me out somewhere before I have to go home. I’m only here for like an hour.”
     
    “Why are you here?” I ask with caution as I sit up and lean against the headboard.
     
    She shakes out her hair and adjusts her top over her stomach. “My mom drove here to go shopping. It’s the closest place where she can buy shoes that don’t have generic brands on them.”
     
    I arch my eyebrows, feigning interest. “Oh yeah?”
     
    She nods and then walks her fingers up my bare chest that’s covered up by a sheet. “I thought I’d come with her and see you. You can take me out and then maybe you’ll get lucky.”
     
    “I have class,” I say. “And where’s Luke? I’m guessing he let you in? But who let you into the building?”
     
    “I have my ways.” She slips her leg off me and gets to her feet. “Luke let me into the room and then left. I don’t get what his deal is with me. I mean, if I so much as look at him, he runs in the other direction.”
     
    “He’s just quiet.” I sit up and the sheet falls off my chest.
     
    She takes in the white lines that run in every direction along my skin likes she’s forgotten they were there. “You know they have laser treatments that can fade scars away? Maybe you should look into it.” She traces her fingernail down my cheek. “You’d be perfect if you didn’t have those scars.”
     
    I slide away from her, take a red t-shirt out of the dresser, and put it on. “There. Now you can’t see them.”
     
    She crinkles her nose. “I didn’t mean to be rude. I was just telling you the truth.”
     
    I grab a pair of jeans off the floor, pull them on, and fasten the button before slipping on my shoes. “Where do you want to go?”
     
    She taps her lip thoughtfully. “Surprise me. Just as long as it’s somewhere nice.”
     
    I swipe up my wallet and phone and then open the door for her. “You know I don’t have my car.”
     
    “Duh.” She rolls her eyes as I shut the door. “That’s why I made my mom let me use hers. She’s stuck at the mall so we have to make this a quickie. Although, you better make sure I enjoy it.” She flashes me a grin and sways her hips as she struts down the hall. Her skirt barely covers her ass and her long legs stretch with confidence. A few guys walking down the hall check out her ass.
     
    When she approaches the door, she waits for me to open it for her and then we step out into the sunshine. The campus yard is packed with people heading to and from class with books in their hands.
     
    We start down the path beneath the trees, and Seth and Callie emerge at the end. Callie has a long sleeved purple shirt on and her hair is pulled up. My mind drifts back to my dirty dream and how it felt to have her in my arms.
     
    She’s talking to Seth with a serious expression on her face and Seth is waving his arms in the air animatedly. When her eyes meet mine, they light up for a split second then she looks over at Daisy. Callie is the sweetest girl I’ve ever met, but the look on her face is filled with hatred.
     
    I start to wave, when she extends her arm up toward me with an ID card in her hand. “I’m supposed to give this to you.” Her tone is flat.
     
    I take my card from her, offering her a small smile. “Thanks. How did you end up with this?”
     
    She shrugs. “Luke said he grabbed it by accident. He stopped me after class and asked if I could stop by your dorm and give it to you, but since I ran into you, here you go.”
     
    Daisy gives Callie a once over. “Who the hell are you?”
     
    Callie’s eyes are as cold as ice. “Callie Lawrence.”
     
    Daisy sneers maliciously. “Oh my God. It’s the Anorexic Satan Worshipper. Different clothes, but the same skinny body. Starve yourself much?”
     
     “Daisy,” I say in a tight voice. “Back off.”
     
    Seth’s eyes widen, which means Callie must have told him about Daisy. But why? Am I missing something?
     
    Daisy glares at me. “Maybe I should ask you what the fuck you’re doing? Hanging out with someone like her.”
     
    A light turns off in Callie’s eyes as she starts to step around us, but Seth whisks forward and gets in Daisy’s face.
     
    “I don’t know what you’re being so cocky about girl,” he says. “Take away that push up bra, fake tan, dyed hair, and fancy clothes, and all