School Mates

Chapter Eleven

I walked back towards my locker feeling like shit. Mentally and Physically. Nothing could change my mood. I didn't care if Clara wasn't mine all that mattered was she was back to being my bestfriend. I really do care about her all the time and that's what kills me inside.

I sighed sliding in my seat. Clara walked in not making any eye contact with me whatsoever. She began talking to her crush Kade. I hated Kade. If she knew the truth about how Kade got three girls pregnant here Clara would be safe with me.

"Okay class get with your last weeks' partners" the teacher spoke.

I walked up to Clara and smiled.

"Here's your packet that you left at my house" she said handing it to me.

I slid in the seat next to her and sighed.

"Clara, I'm sorry" I mumbled.

She turned her head slowly and dragged me out of class.

"If you say sorry one more time Shawn, you can kiss our friendship goodbye forever" she said strictly.

"We're still friends?" I asked.

She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Shawn, i love you so much because you're my bestfriend. You drive me absolutely insane sometimes but I pass that off because you're amazing in every other way" she said holding my hand.

I smiled.

"But I just don't like you the way you like me" she said.

I chuckled.

"What's so funny?" She asked dropping my hand.

"you're lying"

"How?!"

"Clara I know you love me and it's okay but I love you in a way every girl wants to be loved" I said passionately.

She cupped my face looking at me with kind eyes. She slapped my face leaving a red mark.

"I don't like you Shawn and that's it" she replied.

The cold shoulder. She always gave me the cold shoulder. I smirked and pressed her hands against the wall as I pressed my lips on to hers.

"Shawn" she mumbled in the kiss.

She pushed me off and grunted.

"Did you feel that?" I asked.

She glared at me.

"You're so stubborn Clara Rogers" I scoffed.

She chuckled rudely. She pushed me into the janitors closet pressing her lips onto mine. She ripped off my flannel and the buttons flew over our heads. She kissed my neck as I lifted her legs on my waist. I kissed her neck making her moan loudly. She stopped, looked at me confused, and fixed her hair.

"Oh god, no, dammit Shawn. I fucking hate you" she mumbled pulling her bra strap up.

"what?! What did I do?!" I asked.

"Everything" she said rudely.

She fixed her shirt and walked out. I rested my head against the door. So close, so close.