Black And White

Chapter Five

(Clark)

"I'm not going to waste my time with you...."

The words she had said still echoed through my head. Just who did she think she was?

She was a nobody.

Just some poor black girl who had nothing.

And she thought that she could just say whatever she felt like to me?

I was Clark Wilson, the king of high school, the boy everyone wanted to know.

No one speaks to me like that. Like they are better then me.

Especially not someone like Willow Mayfield.

I smiled to myself as I thought about her.

Oh Willow, the tides are about to turn.

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(Willow)

Just who did he think he was?

Who cares that he was "Clark Wilson"?

Only the whole school.. And the town. A little voice in the back of my head whispered.

But so what?

I didn't care.

And that's what mattered. Not what the school or the town thought.

It's not like I was going to live here forever.

All I needed was that scholarship, then I would be out of here.

I would go somewhere where it did not matter what color my skin was, or if I didn't have that much money.

I would go to a place where my dad would not have to work so hard. Where he would be able to relax, and maybe even heal the emptiness inside him.

When I left there was no way I would leave my dad here. I could not leave him here alone with these people.

Somehow no matter where I went I would find a way for him to come with.

These were my thoughts as the front door opened and my dad appeared. He looked tired and worn out from a long day of work.

"Hey Dad"

He looked over to where I was sitting, "Hey sweetie, I didn't know you would be home. I thought you had to work late tonight".

"It was slow so they let me come home early"

He nodded in understanding and started walking to the kitchen.

I got up and followed him, "I made sandwiches, it's not much but I figured you would be hungry".

Picking up the plate with sandwiches on it I handed it to him.

"Thank you Willow"

I smiled at him and watched as a sudden sadness came into his eyes.

"You remind me so much of her sometimes..", his eyes were watery as he said this.

I moved forward and wrapped my arms around him, "I miss her Dad".

He hugged me back and rested his chin on the top of my head, "Me too kiddo. Me too".

We stood like that for awhile, just hugging, neither of us wanting to let go.

I buried my face in his shirt and breathed in the smell of him, "I promise I won't ever leave you Dad".

He hugged me tighter, "I won't ever leave you sweetie. I will always be here for you no matter what. And I will always love you".