Addison's Room Mystery Story

Addison is sitting on her bed doing various teenage-transitioning-into-adult things when Calum comes in Addison's bedroom unexpectedly, saying something about how she was only with him ‘cause she felt bad. These things included looking at college brochures- trying to imagine yourself flourishing in a dorm with a rambunctious roommate who never shuts up about her political views: you wouldn’t care though, it was fucking college. Then, there was spacing your eyes across the corners of your room, drinking in the memories and reminiscing: knowing you might not feel the importance of relishing in your childhood now but you would later. All in all, it was kind of just a competition between yourself and the basic grammar laws: how many times could …show more content…

Well, there’s always your boyfriend. But now apparently there is your boyfriend screaming even when your sister down the hall should be spared of the teen angst. Screaming. “So you feel bad?” "No!" Addison never liked being angry. She had a lot of things to be angry about: her parents were never home, her sister shut her out, she was gonna have to do adult things soon and she hadn’t been taught adult things. But, being angry was almost as annoying as when you talk to yourself so much you get a headache from hearing your voice so much. It wasn’t worth it. Calum was seething anger now. She thought it was unfair for him to throw all this on her for no reason. After all, there are more important things for her to be doing. Things like ignoring angry boyfriends, and maybe possibly little sisters too if they get in her way again. "Michael said he saw you with that girl you used to date." "And?" "Well Nathan said that you told Ashton that you felt bad for me." Calum was adding emphasis on all the parts that didn’t need to be …show more content…

"What happened?" "Why are you here- never mind. It’s just, the house smells like smoke." "Did you mean the house smells like Luke?" Addison tries to focus on what he’s saying because his mouth is moving now, but she’s too busy laughing at her own joke. "You've been hanging out with Luke?" He repeats. "No, that's not what I meant. Let’s just forget it. I haven't talked to you in like a week. How are you?" Addison wishes he would just focus on the joke rather than point the conversation in a direction totally opposite than the one she wanted. "I’m okay. What about you?" He draws his words out and takes steps back at the same time so she doesn’t notice just how much he’s shying away from her. He wants to keep his distance. He’s still upset. Way too upset to kiss her or even subtly brush hands with her when it’s too dark to make out each other’s features. "I’m okay. My mom thinks I’m with you too much." "She’s probably right." "Yeah, but I love you. And you're around more than she