Unexpected

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December slowly reaches out for Clark's shaking hand then places it on her lap.

Clark didn't mind, in fact he didn't even flinch. He just kept on eating.

December holds his hand tightly, reassuring him that he didn't do anything wrong.

"Hey. Hey. Look at me, Clark."

December places her hand on Clark's jaw turning it towards her, "It's ok. You didn't do anything wrong. Julius started it. You didn't do anything wrong ok? Breathe slowly. Inhale, exhale, Inhale exhale."

Clark follows December slowly calming down.

"Good boy. Hey do you have any towel we could use?" December asks Kevin.

"Here."

"Thanks." she grabs it and uses it to dry Clark's hair.

"It's ok. It's ok. You were brave, Clark."

As December wipes his hair, Clark is focused at December's voice.

"Her voice is so soothing. I like it."

Clark closes his eyes, listening to December speak.

You know how it feels when you hear someone talk and you feel calm just by listening to that person's voice? That's how Clark feels.

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After class, Clark is met by December at the staircase.

"Hey." December greeted. Her long blonde hair reflecting the sun's ray
passing through the folding window.

"Hey, Pepsi Blue." Clark greeted back.

"Why do you keep calling me Pepsi Blue? I have a name."

"I know. I just like it." Clark answers, giving December a warm smile.

December blushes. Knowing that
similar smile is what draws him to Clark.

"You should smile more."

"Why?"

"I like it." December says on a low voice

"Make me then."

"Oh trust me I will." December grabs Clark's side trying to tickle him but Clark is just standing there looking at her efforts.

"It won't work." Clark says, removing December's hands.

"It's worth the shot." December says, tying her hair up to a ponytail.

"Some hair are still tangling you know. Here. Let me fix it for you."

Clark rubs his hands together before grabbing the hair band on December's wrist.

December feels the heat coming up to her cheeks as Clark focuses on arranging her hair.

Slowly gathers her hair and tying it with the hair band.

December looks at the grey orbs that is examining her face and the next thing she knew is she's already smiling.

"There. All done. That looks neat I guess." Clark laughs, scratching the back of his head.