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[color=goldenrod][b]Location[/b][/color]: Lunch Room
[color=goldenrod][b]Interacting With[/b][/color]: | [b][color=saddlebrown]Ebony[/color][/b] [@mskennedy615] | [b][color=orange]Quinten[/color][/b] [@A Tattooed Girl] | [b][color=#f7cac9]Blake[/color][/b] [@MechonRaptor]
[sub][url=http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=207487007]Caleb's Outfit[/url][/sub][/center][hr][hr]

[color=saddlebrown][b]"What do you like to take pictures of? Whatcha' reading?"[/b][/color] Ebony asked as she began to dig into her salad. Caleb simply shrugged in response. [color=goldenrod][b]"I guess I just take pictures of everything. My friend Indie will model for me sometimes. She's...great. Oh and it's The Great Gatsby. It's one of my favorites."[/b][/color] he said, holding up the book to show Ebony the worn cover.

Just as he was about to ask Ebony the same question, the duo became a trio, joined by Blake Rooke. Caleb had met Blake a few times, and he seemed like he was a genuinely nice person. Rare in Caleb's opinion. He was friends with Jake and Lily, so the two had met at something Lily had put together when she and Jake had first started dating. [color=goldenrod][b]"Hey Blake,"[/b][/color] he said with a small wave. Before he could continue the conversation though, his gaze was drawn to the fight that was brewing over at one of the other tables. Caleb had no interest in that kind of drama, and so he turned back to face his group, sparing only one last judgmental gaze for the two girls.

[color=goldenrod][b]"I thought middle school was over,"[/b][/color] he said, chuckling lightly. He glanced up from his plate to see a boy, taller than most, striding across the room towards him. Not just any boy though. His best friend, Quinten Rumancek. He hadn't seen Quinten all summer, their only form of communication being texting, and the cell service while cattle driving had been pretty shit. [color=goldenrod][b]"Quinn!"[/b][/color] Caleb shouted in greeting, a grin spreading across his face. Quinten took the seat next to him and Caleb smirked as he introduced himself. [color=goldenrod][b]"It's true. He's pretty awful with names. Quinn, this is Blake and Ebony. Blake and Ebony, this is Quinn, aka the reason I had to spend most of the summer with my brother,"[/b][/color] Caleb said, thumping his best friend lightly on the shoulder, a show of faux annoyance.