Chapter 11
"ISN’T YOUR boyfriend inside? Why are you here?" There something in his voice is it sadness or what, I don’t know.
I shook my head. "I-I don't have a boyfriend. I-I'm not M-Michael's girlfriend."
He laughed but had a sarcastic streak. "Really?"
I look at him. "Y-yes. I'm not his girlfriend."
"What’s that kiss for?"
"H-huh?"
"Nevermind." He stepped over and passed me.
I became alert and grabbed his arm. "C-Clark..."
He paused and looked at my hand that held him. I realized it and was quickly humiliated. I let him go. "S-sorry." He didn't say anything. He looks straight ahead. "A-are you mad?"
I pulled back once when he faced me. When I looked into his eyes, he seemed angry and jealous. But I couldn't tell. I not sure.
"What are you talking about?"
“I just thought tha
