Clara

Chapter 3

We are in the car. He is next to me and it's weird to have someone with me in the car. I want to turn on the radio, but it's not something good to do because it's on on some pop music program.
    "Clara? You had a question." he says and brakes the silence.
    "Yeah... nevermind, it was stupid"
    "Nothing is stupid in this world, try me"
    "Okay...if I wouldn't agreed to be your friend, how would you arrive home?"
    "I knew that you will, I need real friends and you need some too. We are both winners." He is right. Why is he right? What is happening to me? This morning I was full of glitter and now I'm with the most popular guy in the school in my car driving to my place. No no no, that sounds dirty, we will just study like two normal teenagers, friends. We are friends now. I have a friend now. I can take a selfie with him and post it on my Instagram. No, I can't. I don't like photos, I look like a depressed lama in them.
    "You have to wash your hair, and take a shower, it's not healthy  to stay with all this glitter on you. I can wait in your room until you are ready." Your room is a mess, all the posters and the music. He can't stay there! Jane screams in my head. I fucking hate when she is right. We will study in my dad's library.
    "Yeah...we will study in my dad's library"
    "Okay...your dad has a library in the house? What is he? A professor?"
    "He was a writer"
    "And now he is...?"
    "Dead" I say chill, I can talk about it. I don't need a therapist, but after all those years, I can talk about it chill.
   "Sorry...I didn't mean to get to this point...I know how this feels"
    "You know? How do you know?"
    "My mom and my dad died in a car accident 3 years ago" wow... wait...this is much worst...he just seems so happy and proud of himself, but he has a brother. Is he talking care of him?
    "I'm sorry, this is much worst. You said you have a brother, are you talking care of him?"
    "I have a brother and two sisters and yes, I am taking care of all of them." I can't take care of myself and he is talking care of other 3 lifes? I just shut up. When we got in front of the house I can see on his face that he didn't expect it to be all white.
    We go in and mom is in the kitchen, cooking some extravagant food. She is wearing her Kiss the cooker shirt.
    "Clara, dear, who is your friend?" she says. Yeah, she is that kind of mother. I don't answer her. Jack is the first who talks.
    "I'm Jack, a new friend of your lovely girl, we came here to study"
    "What a lovely guy, Clara. But what's in your hair?"
    "Glitter, an other bad joke from the football players." I say and surprise myself that I'm talking to her about it. She seems as surprised as me.
    "Okay, go and take a shower, I'm going to show this lovely boy your room."
    "Actually, we will study in dad's library" I say and she looks at me. I don't mention dad ever. But today is special. I go to the bathroom and lock the door. What a school day! Maybe this year will be different.