Black And White

Chapter Thirteen

(Clark)

I sat in my History of Imperial Europe class dozing off.

Only four hours into the day and I was already starting to fall asleep.

*RING* *RING*

The noise of the bell jerked me awake. Looking around I noticed that almost everyone else had already left the room. Slinging my backpack on over my shoulder I grabbed the assigned textbook and start to head toward my locker.

In the hallway everyone was busy talking about where they are going to eat lunch and who was coming with. I brushed passed people in the middle of conversations, uninterested when they invited me to come along.

There was only person that I would even consider going out to lunch with today, but the only problem was I had not seen her yet today.

"Hey Clark!", I turned around and saw some girl calling my name. She looked familiar but I did not remember her name, was it Holly? Maybe Heather?

I could not remember this poor girl's name to save my life, but she obviously knew me somehow.

"Hey there! I thought I was not going to be able to catch you!", she stands in front of me batting her eyelashes at me. She is considerably shorter then I am, making it so that I have to look down to talk to her, but she is what some would consider to be pretty. Who am I kidding everyone problem considers Holly/Heather to be pretty, I would have to one time too...

I feel her hand on my arm, "Clark? Hellloooo is anybody home?", she begins to laugh at her own joke, which was not that funny.

"Sorry Heather I was just thinking"

A frown appears on her face, "Who's Heather? My name is Hannah".

Hannah! That's it, her name is Hannah.

I squint down at her trying to remember where exactly I knew her from: long honey blonde hair, green eyes, and the tight shirt she was wearing helped to emphasize her breasts.

Then it dawned on me I knew exactly where I had met her before, "I am so sorry Hannah, it has just been a while since that night at Jason's party".

Now she is smiling once again, "Oh that's alright!", her hand begins to make its way toward my hair, "I was just wondering if you would like to go out to lunch with me?".

She twirled a piece of my hair in between her fingers, "I thought that maybe you would like to have a little refresher of Jason's", she leaned forward giving me a closer look at those breasts.

"For old times sake Clark?", her eyelashes are batting away as she asks this.

I take a step back, "Sorry Hannah, maybe some other time, I um I have a test that I need to study for".

Her lower lip juts out in a pout, "Oh Clarkie come on! Don't you want to spend some time with me", she gets closer with each word.

Looking around the hallway I see that everyone else has already left, leaving us alone.

Leaving me without the one person I had actually wanted to go out with, I look back down at Hannah standing in front of me.

Sighing I say, "Alright let's go".

"Yay! Oh Clarkie you will not regret this", she grabs my arm and starts to pull me toward the doors.

But she is wrong I already regret this.

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(Willow)

I had been walking toward the cafeteria when I had seen them together.