][um okay, it would be great to know what is happening.][
Caleb placed himself behind the cabin. He wasn't much of a party person, well not this kind of party. He slipped on his fingerless black gloves, and tuned his guitar.
As he fingered picked a mellow tune he sang to himself. A song about the death of a girl, in a fire. A song about the fire he started, and about the girl he didn't know that was in the abandoned house.
Caleb got up and walked into the cabin. He saw Amber in the shadows, and gave her a small smile. He walked over to his bed and set his guitar down, and opened his suitcase. He placed a black and red stripped cap on and threw on a old ratty sweater. He looked around the party, and shook his head, exiting the cabin.