We were sitting on the table of the kitchen and Clay was eating like he has never seen food before. I couldn't help but stop eating and contemplate him. I went deeper and deeper in my thoughts, I wanted to know more about him. He was like one of these diaries that have a lock. They're good looking from the outside, but you can't know what's written inside. You need that key to open the lock, and me, I was searching for his key.
He coughed.
I was still drowning in my thoughts.
He coughed again.
No answer.
"You don't look at people while they're eating," he said in a low-evil sound.
I smiled and kept staring at him for a while, I needed to clear my mind, and then I looked at my omelette...
IT DISAPPEARED.
WHERE DID IT GO?
I looked at him, he was smiling, almost laughing.
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"I want me food," I cried sarcastically.
"No not yet, three minutes and forty seven seconds left," he said in a serious tone like if he was a teacher declaring the end of the test to the students.
Did I mention that I was hanging in the air backwards? Oh, no, well now I did, you still have to find out why.
"Is it over yet?" I asked.
"Seven, six, five, four, three... oops I hit stop by mistake. Five more minutes"
"No, please don't," I begged.
"Leave him alone," he ordered
The two guys that were holding me left me and I fell to the floor. They cane back to the closet where they came from. Yes they came out of a closet. Clay locked the closet.
"Why did you lock them in the closet again," I asked, " why do you even have two hunky guys in your closet?"
"One it's a cupboard not closet," he replied.
"A cupboard where you lock two guys wow," I interrupted him.
"Oh gosh, this is a hella long story," he shouted, "y'know each floor in this building has one apartment, and we used to live in one, which is this one, by we I mean me and my family. But after my parents divorced, each one took half of the apartment, I mean they built a wall, that wall" he pointed at the wall where the cupboard is, "and they left a door for me and my sister cause each half held two rooms and we were four. And after my sister moved to NYC for her university things got worse between my parents so mum put that cupboard there to block the door and later she moved to NYC to live with my sister so I was left here all alone."
"Ohh," I said, "your dad, where is he? And I still don't get why they're locked in the cupboard."
He rolled his eyes. "My dad is now the school's principal I never knew, I never cared, that's how nerdy I am, "and he has a better apartment now," he swallowed his saliva, "and after my dad left he hired two bodyguards, those guys, to protect me, I didn't want to but I was obliged, and when he wanted to remove the cupboard I refused so we made it some kind of a secret door."
I was drowning in my thoughts again.
"Ask more questions," devil me told me sitting on my left shoulder.
"No leave it for its right time Andrew," angel me said as he popped up on my right shoulder.
"And what if..."
Clay shook me bringing me back to the real world. I looked at him.
"May I ask a question?" I asked.
"You already did," he replied mockingly.
I was still sleeping on the floor.
"Well what about three questions?" I sat up with a smirk on my face.
"You already, wait no, you tricked me," he shouted.
"ANSWER" I yelled.
"Uh go ahead."
"May I go to my house?" I said, "I wanna shower and change clothes. I feel disgusting."
"Well last night I went to your house and brought what's more than enough for your stay at my house."
"What!?"
"You're gonna stay here until your family comes back, so call your parents, go shower. And your room is the one at the end of the hallway, your clothes are inside the wardrobe, I didn't find your shoes so we'll share mine, if you fit in, sure."
"Wow, where's my phone?" I asked.
He pointed to the room as I was on my way.
751 words. I'm sweating. Yes I haven't been updating lately. I was busy with school. I'm going to try to be more active from now on. I also might change the title to "Late Night Call" cause Clay's late night call in the first chapter saved Andrew's life. Goodbye people
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Nerd To Jock: a nerd's glow up story
Teen FictionWho would think a nerd will become the popular one in his school. Andrew will break the law and change the rules. But is popularity really what he wants?
