His Purposeful Love

Chapter 3

Anastasia White:-

" Students, say hi to our new student, Clark Andersons the son of Seth Anderson. I am sure you must have heard about the Andersons. His father just moved her so Cark is transferred into this school to complete his studies." Professor Rose announced. Professor Rose teaches English. She is one kind and beautiful professor I have ever seen and always likes to motivate me.

I looked at Clark and frowned. I can't believe he is in the same class with me. The students in the classroom waved their hands at Clark to say hi while his gaze was fixed on me. I felt a little shy and looked down at my book.

" Miss. White, would you mind if I make Clark sit beside you as space next to you is empty?" Professor Rose asked. I looked at her and then at Clark who has got an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. Damn! What's his problem? Why won't he stop staring at me? I thought.

" Umm, sure. No problem." I replied to Professor Rose who gave me a polite smile and looked back at Clark with the same sweet smile.

" Mr. Anderson. You can go and sit next to Miss. White. She is one of the bright students of our school with straight A's. I am sure she will be really helpful for you." Professor Rose said.

" I am sure she will be," Clark said and took steps towards me until he approaches me and smiled while sitting down on the space beside me. I looked around at the students who were looking at me shocked while the girls were burning with jealousy and glaring daggers at me " Hello, partner. Now I am sure we are friends. Since we didn't get the chance for a proper introduction earlier so I will begin now. Hi, I am Clark Anderson. Nice to meet you." he said holding his hand out for a shake.

" Hi, I am Anastasia White, "I said placing my hand in his for a shake. The class begins and I began to take the notes while time by time I felt Clark's gaze fixed on me. The door to the classroom opened and entered my b***h of a stepsister dressed in a cut-out leather dress that could be matched as a w***e's.

" Miss. Trish White, your this behavior won't be tolerated again and again. This is the fifth time you are late in my class. This is my last warning to you because if you are late next time I will make sure to take you to the principal room." Professor. Rose scolded Trish who just rolled her eyes and replied.

" I am sorry, Professor Rose. Actually, our housemaid decided not to make breakfast so my parents took me for breakfast." Trish replied glaring at me. Her gaze went to Clark and stayed there with lust in her eyes even she dared to wink at him.

" Who is this plastic b***h with a cake of makeup layer on? Doesn't anyone ever told her that she looks ugly and a joker?" Clark whispered beside me " And why is her last name White? Is she related to you in any way because trust me she doesn't look like."

" Well, she is my stepsister," I replied and didn't bother to say anything else. Trish took her seat and walked on the ground like she is a queen and owns the whole world. The whole lecture Trish's eyes stayed fixed on Clark and I am sure he is her next victim or f**k buddy. Not just that I am sure Clark will running after her because she is the talk of the school while I am just a boring and ugly nerd of the school. The class ended and we began to walk out of the classroom when Clark grabbed me by my arm gently and made me stop.

" So, friends?" he asked holding his hand in front of me again.

" Umm, trust me it's not a good idea. You really don't want to be a friend to an ugly, boring nerd like me, and besides, I am sure you will get tired of my friends and won't want to be get bullied for being my friend. Why don't you go and make friends of your own level? Why are you wasting your time on me?" I ask.

" Maybe, because you are beautiful and real than the fake souls over here?" he said pointing at Trish and her group of friends.

" Stop calling me beautiful and I need to go," I said freeing my arms from his hold.

" Wait, can you please show me where the cafeteria is because I am starving," he said making me groan.

" Well, I can show you where the cafeteria is and even I can show you around as I can see you are new." we heard Trishspeak from behind licking her lower lip looking like a slut.

" Sorry, but I don't like to be surrounded by plastic bitches. According to my doctor, I am allergic to plastic and fake beauties as they are not good for my health." Clark shoved her off and wrapped his around my waist. I was taken back by surprise and looked at him wide-eyed " Beauty like Anastasia over here is good for my health and surroundings." Trish gasped and her mouth opened wide in shock.

" Are you blind? You are calling this boring, ugly nerd with no fashion sense beautiful?" Trish snapped " And who did you call plastic b***h?"

" To you of course and you may want to watch your tone in front of me and Anastasia because I won't tolerate it. And get one thing in your mind the ugly, boring b***h around here is you and only you." with that said Clark took me out of the classroom. When we were far from Trish I pushed him away and glared at him in anger.

" Who do you think you are, huh? You don't get the right to stand up for me because all you are doing is making things hard for me. Now I am going to have a hell of a day at home when I return." I snapped.

" What do you mean by that? Why are you gonna have a hell of a day at home?" Clark asked.

" Not everyone is born with a perfect family and a loving father like yours. Some of us get a devil in the shape of the father." I replied " Please stay away from me and don't make things complicated. I beg you to stay away from me."

" Sorry, beautiful because that's not happening. I am not going anywhere and leaving you alone. So you better make yourself comfortable because I am not going any f*****g where," with that said Clark walked away leaving me stunned.