Sophia's pov:

"Soph, can you stop?" Caleb groaned, stuffing a french fry in his mouth.

"What?!" I straightened up, "what do you mean?"

"Stop eyeing Will like he is a three course meal," he rolled his eyes.

What was Caleb going on about? I was eyeing Will like he was a five course meal- my favorite kind of meal. Three-course didn't do him justice, to be honest.

"You underestimate me, Caleb," I told him, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"You are shameless, aren't you?" he shook his head, "Poor Willy, he will probably dig a hole and try to drown himself in holy water if he...