"Let's walk," Clark stated and proceeded to his car."Inside the car?"
Clark rolled his eyes and locked the car. Then we both tramped silently, until I started teasing him. "You secretly like to spend time with me Brownie? Don't you---"
"If I buy you a chocolate bar, will you shut up?" Clark asked and my eyes lit up immediately. I rotated my head conveying a big yes and Clark looked amused. We headed to the local grocery store and on the way, I stopped rambling shit and started to imitate him. It did not take him long enough to figure out that I was copying his every move.
He pocketed his hands and since I did not have any pockets in my pants, I just acted like there was one for real. All the people in the street gazed at us since it was clear that I was imitating him. Clark groaned and kicked a stone in annoyance. There was no stone around my area, but I spotted a tin can. I kicked it leisurely and before I knew, I fell down in pain. My toes hurt from kicking that cursed can! I looked at it and saw mud and big, hard rocks spilling out of it. Some kid must have messed with that can.
I whined and held my feet. Clark looked down at me and his eyes displayed a hint of humour. I raised both my hands for help but he just stared at me. I pouted and said, "Come on Brownie, help me up."
He hesitated, but quickly hoisted me up. In this process, I clashed into him and I looked up at him and grinned. He backed away awkwardly and ran his hand through his dark, brown hair. Some girls in the middle school around us hooted and I glared at them. "Piss off!"
"George has finally turned into Georgia," they sang merrily and I took a threatening step towards them to which they giggled and ran away.
One girl shouted, "You got a hot one to tame your ways, George!"
I cursed and Clark looked away coyly. "Sorry about that, those girls erm . . . just need to ship someone."
He nodded faintly and we entered the grocery store. I picked up a Hershey's milk chocolate bar and Clark took a dark chocolate for himself. Bitter people with bitter tastes. Anyway, he paid for it as promised and we exited the store.
I indulged into the delicious bar and so did Clark. We both continued to walk while eating and ravishing the chocolate.
"Hehe, you've got chocolate over there," I said humorously and he tried to locate it. I reached out and wiped it with my finger. I put the same finger in my mouth and licked it playfully to which Clark narrowed his eyes. "What? I know it's gross but live with it. I don't waste chocolate, even a bit."
"Then what about this?" he said hoarsely and leaned forward.
Honestly, I was a little intimidated by his towering figure. Yet, I tried to stand confidently without budging from my spot. I placed a slight trembling hand on his chest and croaked like a toad, "What happened to you---"
He cut me off as his lips touched mine. I shivered due to an odd sensation tingling my body. My eyes widened in surprise and all the next moments was a blur.
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"OH MY GOD! I have very interesting news to tell you," Emily screeched and jumped excitedly. I lay on the bed and simply nodded, but she ran towards me and started to jump on the bed too. I sighed and sat properly.
"What is it?"
"I got my first period! I hit my puberty, finally!" she exclaimed and her eyes gleamed with excitement. I gazed at her since I didn't know how to react. She got down from the bed and stood silently waiting for my response.
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Humor01 in Humor [16-09-17] Georgia Brooks, the notorious, troublesome tomboy is the caretaker of Clark Brown, the mysterious, cold man who is an undercover billionaire. Georgia's motive is to uncover him and just make him happy. But what when secr...