Chapter 25 - "Your Problem...?"

Clara's PoV

I knocked on the door to get no response apart from the sound of crying coming from the other side of the door, so I carefully pushed the door open and went in.

'Great. What do you want?' She scoffed, looking up - her face all red and puffy in the light from how much crying she had evidently done.

'Answers'

'For what? In case you haven't noticed I'm not exactly the most smartest person in this school Clara. Go and ask someone who cares' she mumbled.

'The fact that it would be "not the smartest" instead of the way you put it kind of proves your point - but I'm not going to go there - I want answers about you. What is your problem with me?'

'There is no problem. Your the one with the problem. Your the one who moves out'

'Because your friends almost killed me. And to think that I thought that it would change you but then you went back to being best friends with them'

'How else do I get popular Clara? Richards right. I'm going to have to do this on my own and I can't go back to being a nerd' she sobbed.

'Pft. You a nerd? Yeah right. Your way too pretty to be a nerd Lilly. Your one of those people that are naturally pretty and knows it. Why would you need to try? Just snap your fingers and it will happen'

'So you have any idea how much work it took to get like this? I'm not really blonde Clara. I'm naturally a brunette. I had a nose job and corrective laser eye surgery. I'm a fake and it took me three years to build friendships to be popular. It took me 18 months for Matt to even notice me  and remember my name - yet you drop down on the Fucking earth and he's all over you?'

'I didn't do it in purpose, but the drugs you did. You took me out and you got me hammered'

'Welcome to the world if peer pressure'

'No. I don't give in to peer pressure. You've been telling everyone that I took all those drugs and overdosed myself - but you and I both know that's not what really happened. I almost died'

'I gave you a drink but you took the rest of those drinks. It wasn't my fault'

'How did I get the paracetamol? I'm not blaming you about that because nobody would have known that I was allergic but was it you who gave it too me?'

'Yes. Your temperature was way too high and you swallowed then with a whole litre of water. But I was high myself so I didn't notice the signs. I'm sorry but it was me that almost killed you'

'That's all I wanted to hear' I smiled, sitting down on the end of her bed. 'I don't hold it against you, you know. I mean yeah I hated you but your a nice person. If you'd just stop hanging around with them douches then we could actually be friends' I shrugged.

'Why would I want to be a nerd?'

'See that's where your problem lies. What's wrong with being a nerd as long as you have friends? Better than being on your own for the foreseeable future' I scoffed. 'Do you want to be friends or not? Because if not then I'll walk out of this room now and won't look back'

'I don't know. Your not so bad I guess'

'Maybe your just jealous of my good looks' I joked.

'Obviously. Your really pretty and you just come into this school and suddenly your sitting with a bunch of popular people on your first day. On my first day here I was nerdy little year 7 kid who didn't know to wash her hair'

'Eew. That's gross' I laughed.

'Well when the hormones kicked in I wasn't a very nice person' she said.

'Your not so great now' I laughed, pulling my phone out. 'Wanna start now? Maybe order a pizza or something? Have an evening here your not worried about what you look like or who your with?' I suggested.

'Okay. But do you watch Game of Thrones? Because I think that's a very good place to start as friends. If you don't watch it then we can no longer know each other' she sniffed.

'Great start huh?' I laughed. 'Is pepperoni okay? I'll order one and get garlic bread?'

'Sounds good' she moaned, suddenly pulling her hair out of the bun on her head and let it flow down her back.

'Your hair is amazing. Why wouldn't you want to wash it?'

'I dunno. I went through that awful teenage stage where I didn't want to do anything and not being screamed at by your mum all the time kind of turned me into a slob'

'Yeah. It has me as well - of course I still shower because that would just be disgusting now' I laughed, sitting on the sofa as she sat on the floor in front of me and I pulled her hair out of her face.

- - -

'Huh? You can even do hair better than me' she scoffed, as I finished braiding it and placed it down the side of her neck so that it was resting on her boob.

'It's a talent' I laughed, flopping back on the sofa after 5 slices of pizza and three slices of garlic bread, chuffed some coke and took a deep breath. 'I'm stuffed'

'I'll bet you are. I don't know where you've put all that food but if I ate that much if probably put on three pounds'

'Dunno. Guess I'm just lucky' I shrugged.

'I'm really sorry about you and Matt' she said suddenly out of the blue.

'Ids fine really. If football is more important to him than friends then that's fine. Id rather not get into something like that'

'That was the only reason I broke up with him. I never saw him. He was always playing football or training for football that he never really had time for me or for a relationship. Trust me I've saved you 3 months of confusion and heart break'

'What about you and Richard? I heard you guys arguing. Will he come back?'

'He normally does - but I wouldn't blame him if he didn't this time. All he ever talks about is how I have been such a bitch to you - which I have in all fairness and I am sorry about the whole drugs thing'

'It's cool. I'm over it' I shrugged, as there was a knock on the door and I realised it was way past half past 9 and Me White was probably doing his rounds.

'Clara? Should you be here?' He frowned.

'No. Yeah. Sorry sir. See tomorrow lil' I said grabbing my phone, keys and jumper and running out of the room and towards my room