Callen POV
“What is wrong with me?”
I have been asking myself that question every day for the last four days. I’ve been feeling anxious, angry, and irritated for the last few days, ever since I saw him. I have never thought about anyone as much as I think about him, and the more I think about him, the more I want to know about him. Since I can remember, no one has ever captured my attention like he did and it’s been three days that I would find myself looking around hoping I’d see him, but nothing. I haven’t seen him since Tuesday. It’s like he just disappeared.
I don’t know what happened to Jake and his gang, but they seem different. I heard a group of girls talking, but, like always, I wasn’t interested in them.
Today is Friday and that means tomorrow is Saturday. I took in a shar
