Clouis: New Start

Chapter 6: Party

Trigger Warning!!!! Sexual themes/Assault/Drugs/Alcohol

Thursday was like every other day. She paid attention in school, limiting her daydreams about Louis. Sadly, he was unable to hang out that afternoon, so she had to do her homework alone. The anticipation of Mitch's party was starting to get to Clementine, causing her to have trouble falling asleep.

She snoozes through all her alarms this morning. Lee goes in to check on her about fifteen minutes before she has to leave for school. The past few days she's already downstairs by now. "Clem. It's 6:45!" Lee exclaims. The petite girls jolts out of bed, cursing to herself. She rushes over to her closet, searching for something to wear. "I'll leave an orange out for you. Carley will be in the car when your ready," Lee says as he shuts her door.

How could she over sleep? If she hadn't spent all night thinking about Louis maybe she would have gotten some rest, but how can she get Louis off her mind after what happened Wednesday? Goosebumps form on Clementine's arms when she thinks about their interactions up in her room. She was shirtless in front of him. Why did she do that?

She puts on a pair of thick black leggings and a warm grey sweater before sliding on her Uggs. Her hair is a mess, strands entangled together. Clemetine snatches her hairbrush, forcefully dragging it through her curls. The strands start to frizz, beginning to look like a lion's mane. Letting out a heavy sigh, she grabs two black hair elastics and captures the hair into two low ponytails. She'll straighten it later for the party.

"Clementine. Hurry up!" Lee yells from downstairs

"I'm coming," she replies, grabbing her backpack from her desk and running into the kitchen. "I love you," she tells Lee. He hands Clementine the orange as she books it out the door into the warm car.

She hates feeling rushed. It makes her all flustered. As Carley pulls out of the driveway, Clementine opens her bag to ensure she has everything. Textbooks. Binders. Pencil case. She's got it all. Good. "Clementine," Carley says as she closes her pack. She releases a hum in responds, looking up at Carley. "Lee and I are allowing you to go to this party tonight."

Clementine squeals in excitement. "Thank you. Thank you!" she repeats over and over again. If Carley wasn't driving, she would give her a hug.

"You have to be home by midnight," she sternly states. Clementine nods, a huge smile plastered on her face. They pull up to the school. The teenager is quick to get out, enthusiastic to share the news with Louis and her other friends. "Clementine. Did you hear me?" Carley asks through the open window.

She turns around. "Yes, Carley. Thank you!" she says again. The woman rolls her eyes, driving away.

Clementine rushes to her locker. Her hands shake in anticipation of tonight. What is she going to wear? Where does Mitch even live? How is she going to get there? She's lost in thought when suddenly her locker door slams closed. A familiar set of eyes gaze upon her. The look is unsettling, causing her to squirm. "Hey," Charlie quietly says.

"Hi," she replies, opening her locker back up to get her books. She hopes Charlie will get the hint and walk away, but no such luck.

He leans against the locker next to hers, staring at her face. She feels her cheeks become hot from the unwanted attention. "You going to Mitch's party tonight?" She does not want to answer that. It's not his business anyways. However, he doesn't seem to be leaving until he gets an answer. Clementine softly nods her head. "So, I'll see you there," he says to her. He takes a step closer, inches away from her face. She steps back.

"I have to get to class," she expresses. Her breathing begins to hic, which makes him smile. As Clementine turns around to leave he grabs her arm.

"Why don't you and I have a little fun tonight?" he whispers in her ear. Shivers run down Clementine's spine. "You seem like a fun girl," Charlie continues. She wants to push him away. She wants to run. Her body doesn't react. It just stands there, allowing Charlie to berate her, almost like she has no control over herself.