I gaped at Alex. He knows Clark? But how? If he knew Clark...
Shoot.
For a moment, when I looked at Clark, his mouth was in a shape of an 'o'. He saw me looking at him then he composed himself. He said with some hint of anger in his voice, "I'm just dropping off Stephanie. That's all.."
What the?
"Well, best be off," Alex said, his blue eyes raging with anger, then turned to me, "Come in here."
For a moment, Clark stood there looking at Alex with clenched fists. And Alex looked at him too. There was tension building up.
What the hell is this all about?
Alex shut the door in Clark's face.
Before I could speak, Alex demanded, "No questions."
I was going to open the door again to see if Clark was still there but then I heard his car engine. I limp-walked to my bedroom and found Katie sitting on my bed, reading a magazine.
I closed the door and her head rose up. She spoke, "What happened to you?"
"Twisted my ankle, got hit by a bike..."
"And Clark dropped you off." she smirked.
"Well, yeah..." I said looking anywhere but her eyes. I knew she was going to say something like, it's faith, destiny, etcetera, etcetera. And I really don't want to hear about that.
I was about to tell her that Clark knew Alex but then I heard a knock on the door. Alex's head peeked inside then muttered, "Can I talk to you for a sec, Steph?"
I gulped then spoke, "Yeah, sure.." I turned to Katie and smiled then went out of the door.
Once I closed the door behind me, Alex was leaning against the wall then spoke, "Stay away from that Clark Ellis guy."
I was shocked by how he said it. His tone was stern and full of disgust. I was silent for a moment then I said with furrowed eyebrows, "Why would I?"
He looked at his shoes for a moment then said calmly, "Just do me a favor and stay away from him. Just do it."
He stormed off then I stood there looking at the wall he just leaned on. Alex demanded that I ask no questions.
But I won't let that happen. I need to know what the hell is up with those boys.
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Katie and I were inside the car already at twelve o'clock. Katie started the engine then pressed the on button for the radio. I couldn't care any less on what the dj was saying. My thoughts were on Clark and Alex. How the hell did they know each other? If Alex wasn't answering any questions, then I guess I better ask Clark, then.
"Stephanie?" Katie said quietly.
"What's up?" I turned in my seat to face her while she's driving.
She scrunched up her nose then muttered, "I don't know. Something's obviously bothering you..."
"Well, yeah. There is something bothering me. But it's nothing.."
"It's not nothing. Tell me. You've been frowning for like a few minutes. I'm getting worried you'd get wrinkles before your mom. What is it? Just tell me."
It was true. My mom doesn't have any wrinkles... yet. My mom is beautiful. With her big blue orbs and that dirty blonde hair.
I relaxed my face then spoke, "Alex and Clark know each other. Alex told me to stay away from Clark."
She was silent for a moment then spoke, "How?"
"I honestly don't know. Alex won't let me ask questions. I guess I'll just ask Clark."
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We arrived at the campus at about three o'clock in the afternoon. After dropping off my things on the floor in our dorm room, I lied down on my bed thinking of the same things earlier on what was really going on between Alex and Clark.
I thought about possible connections between them. I thought about Mrs. Ellis and my mom. But no. Mom doesn't know Clark. She only knows Jen. They can't be friends before.. Because if they were, I would've met Clark once. I couldn't think of connections between them anymore. Looks like I'll really just have to ask Clark.
Katie went to Brandon's dormitory so that she could check on him. She said she misses him so much since we were gone for a few days. They are a really sweet couple. Just really sweet.
I wonder when will I have that kind of relationship. My thoughts drifted to Clark. What the..?
No. Way.
I shook the thoughts out of my head. I stood up then looked for some food in the fridge. Luckily, I found some Snickers.
Yum.
Right after eating, I mustered up the courage to go to the boys' dormitory. I really wanted to know the answers now...
Right after entering the building of the boys' dormitory, boys looked at me with suggestive eyebrows which I returned with disgusted smiles.
I stopped right in front of the elevator. Seriously, do I even know where to go?
Of course I don't.
The elevator doors opened revealing Drake, Brandon and Katie. I smiled at them then Drake spoke, "What's up? We were just about to go to your dormitory."
Before I could speak, Clark came out of the other elevator. He stopped when he saw but then acted as if he didn't see me.
Okay? Simply rude!
"I have to go. See you later." I told Drake, smiled at Brandon and Katie, who mouthed that I should go faster, then rushed out of the building. I saw Clark turn at a corner and I followed him. We were now in a deserted alley. The sun was still up so it was still bright. You can see the graffitis of people on the walls.
I was walking silently, or at least I thought so, when he spoke sternly, "Steph. Stop following me."
I straightened myself up and he turned to face me. Before I could speak, he muttered, "So, what's with you and Alex? Is he something like your boyfriend? A family friend? What?"
I blinked my eyes for a few times. So I'm guessing he didn't know? And the way he said it, he's really angry but he said it coolly. I composed myself then spoke, "Alex is actually my brother."
Clark rolled his lips inside his mouth so that it formed a thin line then muttered something under his breath which I couldn't hear. His pupils dilated when they looked at me. I was lost for a moment in his eyes. They were still the same beautiful eyes I looked at when I hit him with a door. But there was a hint of anger, sadness and frustration in them.
I blinked then finally I spoke, "What's up with you and my brother? Why did he tell me to stay away from you?"
Clark didn't look at me for a second. Then he looked at me, as if there was nothing between us. As if he never actually met me. As if he didn't even know me. His look was killing me. He spoke bitterly, "Your brother is right, Steph. Just stay the hell away from me."
He stormed off and disappeared around a corner. I stood there awkwardly in the deserted alley. I was still looking at where Clark once stood. What the hell? I thought.
If he wanted me to stay the hell away from him, then fine. I will. He's not a great loss.
Right?
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