We arrive back at her room, Jenna still not there. Her room looks exactly the same as it did when we left it. Like Jenna had never stepped foot in the room at all.

"I kinda like paintballing." Deeliah said, getting closer to me. She was practically on me! "But, we didn't exactly... Finish yet." Our heads lowered, lips just inches away from each other when, of course, my phone rang. Dammit!

"Damn.. I've gotta go. I-I-I really gotta take this." Disappointment washed across her face.

"Fine," She said. "But you might want these back." She started to take off her -- I mean, my shirt before I even got a chance to turn around. She was wearing this white bra with birds on it. Very Tris Prior-y of her. But, she wasn't done. She began to take off her pants as well, really slowly if I may just add. Oh, I see what she's doing. Well, you know what? My phone can wait.

I put my lips onto hers and we both fall back on the bed, her pants not even fully off.

Now, I don't want to say exactly what happened, but, let's just say that someone's airplane landed in someone's runway. Ah cough, cough.

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"Hello, Beau?" I talk into my phone as I sprint to my dorm, still struggling with my belt. "Beau, holy shit answer me."

I left him about 6 voicemails when he finally decided to call me back. I was already in my room by then.

"Calum?" Beau asked.

"Yeah!" I answered as I pull a chair into the bathroom. I totally lied to Deeliah, the bathroom wasn't filled with boxes. It was filled with my cop stuff. That is also why I do not have a roommate.

I was the youngest in my class, the most likely to pass off as a student. The rest of them are about 30 years old. Beau is a bit older than me, but he didn't pass his field test.

So here I am, on case #461.

"Hey, why the hell didn't you answer your phone before?" Beau asked.

"Um, I was, uh, doing someone--I mean, I was doing something."

"Ah, the life of yours Calum Hood. I truly admire you. No sarcasm. I haven't been laid in like, what, 5 years? And that was because of my job. But look at you! You just got laid, during your job. Nice lad."

"Oh, god, just get on to what you needed to tell me."

It grew silent on the other end.

"Get ready, it's what you've been training for. He is coming."

Notes

AHAHAHAH IS IT GETTING SUSPENSEFUL??

We're doing a story telling unit and I think I'm gonna do pretty good on it.

lolzor.

xoxo,
gossip girl.

No, just kidding, it's just me, Hillerie. Yea, baiii!!

MMWUAH!