The Four Virgins

Chapter 16 - The Party

It's been a week since I have spoken to the guys since the W(B)itches came to our table.

It's not like I was avoiding them or something. Infact, they were the ones avoiding me.

When we had history class, I looked at my back at Clark's seat and gave him a wave. He only gave me a cold look before writing down what the teacher was saying.

After class, I hunted down Caesar who was in the library.

"Hey." I greeted. He looked up at me and went back to the book he was reading.

"Fred said we shouldn't talk to you. In his words, you shattered his heart into tiny pieces."

"What? Why?" I exclaimed.

"Tippy top secrets. Also his words." He stood up and walked to the shelves returning the book he just read and taking new ones just by looking at the spine.

"Alright. Are you guys coming over to my place?"

"Why?" he asked taking a book from the shelf and dropping it on the pile of books on his arms.

How does he do that? I would have dropped by now.

"Movie Night. It's my turn to host."

"Oh! I dunno. Fred is still angry and Clark doesn't even wanna look at you."

"And you?" I asked.

"Well, we are talking aren't we?"

"Yeah." he stopped his search and turned to look at me. I stepped back a little. Why? I don't know. "Look Tracy, if they knew I was talking to you, they'd stop talking to me too and as much as I'd love that very much, they kinda remove the in- in insane."

I deflated.

"OK. Well, thanks Caesar."

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

I was already walking away from him when he called me. I turned back, hope shining in my eyes.

"Clark said you should stop coming to teach Solane and Selone. He already got a teacher for them."

What??????

I could only nod.

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"And who rocked your boat?" Dustin's voice asked. School was over and I was resting on his car waiting for him to finally come, which he did.

"Fred and co."

"Oh. What happened?" he asked as we entered the car and buckled our seatbelts.

And I told him everything.

By the time I was done, we just left our school's very big parking lot.

"I'm sorry. If it makes you feel better, I blame Hermione."

I laughed at that.

"If you want to."

He smiled and focused on the road.

"I shouldn't have spied on them in the first place."

"What did you say?"

Did I say that aloud?

"What?"

"You said 'I shouldn't have spied on them in the first place.' What does that mean?"

I did say that out loud.

"It's a long story."

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Clark's POV