Caleb Odell Heartland Novels & Stories

“You and Ned did good raising Caleb, too. Kid’s got style, even if he’s moping like the world’s ending.” Tasha smiled, but Ned’s expression stayed guarded. “Thanks,” he said, cold. But Tasha responded with more enthusiasm. "Yes, you're right, Max. Caleb is our pride and joy; he's at Oxwell University!" "Oxwell University? That college only for the smartest? You need a good brain to get in," I said with a smile. "Congrats, kid. That's amazing." Caleb shrugged, uninterested. His father wanted to change the subject, then turned to Conrad. “So, how was the outing? Caleb give you any trouble?”

Cullen was still secretly watching Heart from a far. When Cullen was busy talking to his fans, Heart was having a chance to watch him at the screen if she was not accommodating clients, she was just standing next to a series of clothes. ‘Mr. CEO Lee is really a busy person. Other than being a CEO, he is a popular online gamer celebrity.’ Heart thought. But then a fan of Cullen approached Heart. She poked her back and Heart turned around, smiling at her.

Two blocks away, the athletic board was finalizing the verdict that would strip Caleb of his captaincy, his eligibility, and his future at this school. The bell above the door clinked, a flat metal strike that had my skin going cold before my brain tracked the shadow cutting through the entryway. Caleb Park walked in. No Thornfield blue and silver. Plain black hoodie, hands shoved deep in the pockets, shoulders slouched in a way that made his six-foot frame look smaller. I’d spent months mapping every calculated expression on his face, waiting for the seam where the golden-boy mask met the machinery underneath. This version was new.

But, this was the first time he saw her dressed normally. Caleb and Olivia left for school after a quick breakfast. Olivia was hitchhiking with Caleb because they were both going to the same school, 'ST. Elite,' and she didn't have a car to ride yet. To break the awkward silence, Olivia asked, “So, in Elite, who is the captain of cheerleading squat?” “Jenna. Are you interested to join?” Caleb asked her casually. This was the first time they'd had a decent conversation in seven days. “Cheerleading is not for me. So, do you play any sport for the team?”

It was an odd call. Caleb knew this to be true, because never in his wildest dreams, had he imagined Nolan would call him. They weren’t the best of friends, hell, they were barely acquaintances. With he and Nolan, it was more of an impasse, a cold war if you please. Nolan had never approved of Caleb’s status as an Alpha, which had always amused Caleb, when he wasn’t downright annoyed by it, because Nolan was only a few years older.

With the spotlight now shining on him, he threw his arms up, grinning widely as his teammates engulfed him. “He’s more than that,” I mumbled, not caring that I sounded ridiculous. “You’re just being obsessed.” She groaned, chewing noisily on her popcorn. She always chewed noisily whenever she was brewing something stupid in her head. Just like I had thought, she shifted her gaze back to me and with a hand resting under her chin, she said, “I told you about Caleb, remember? He asked about you again.” “And unlike Nate freaking Lincoln, Caleb is actually normal. He studies Computer Engineering like us, and doesn’t think the sun rises and sets with his own ego.”

Caleb couldn’t care about anything else and simply explained with a smile, “I didn’t tell Penelope to come over. Her parents asked her to visit Grandma Rose. As a junior, I can’t refuse them. I hope you won’t think too much about it.” Ember let out a burst of laughter and sneered, “And you shouldn’t think too much about this either, Mr. Lane. I told you to come over because of business.” Following that, she pulled out a medical record and put it in front of Caleb, tapping it with her finger. “Take a look at this.” Caleb picked up the medical record and skimmed through it out of curiosity, and almost instantly his expression changed. “Severe heart disease? How is this possible?!” Caleb was sh