Letting Go Is Easier Said Than Done (An Original Story)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

The rest of my day goes just swimmingly, except for one small thing, I just can't stop thinking about Clark. He has consumed my thoughts every second, every minute, and every hour of the day. I think about him more than I do food... that terrifies me. No guy should ever come before something as precious and sacred as food. Seriously. Clark wasn't in Spanish today so I had to get started on the project alone. I hope's back tomorrow. 

 The next day...

   I arrive to Spanish class early and wait anxiously for him to show. Thankfully he's the next one to enter the room. He flashes me a heartstopping smile as he sits down next to me. I playfully nudge his shoulder. "Hey Superman, where were you yesterday?" He chuckles. "Hey to you too and I was really sick. I threw up like four times all over the place. It was messy. I'm doing better today though, which is why my mom forced me to come to hell... I mean school." A rather girly giggle slips out. Don't go there Myra. Don't become one of those mindless zombies who giggles at every little statement that comes out of someone else's mouth and plays with her hair obsessively. I plat it cool. "Well I'm glad you're back. By the way, I got some research done last night as well as the project guidelines for us."

  Clark leans forward. "May I see them Myra?" I nod and review them with him. He makes a few weird sounds and faces as he processes the information that I'm telling him as well as what's on the paper.  "Well this isn't as bad as I thought it would be. I'll work on the first part tonight and send it to you by email to review. Does that sound good?" I smile. "Sounds good to me. Thanks Clark." He swats my praise away. "It's no problem Myra. You did so much great research already so it's only fair that I do my part. After all, I know the constant struggle of being paired with people who don't contribute to the project whatsoever and leave you hanging to do all of the work. It sucks when that happens." Damn it Clark. You're practically making me fall in love with you. Stop being everything I want and more. I can feeling myself becoming too attached. This isn't good...