Chapter 2 Clara

Clara

I turned my head to see that everyone had turned off the tape, or said something cheerfully, and then I turned my gaze to the man William had smirked before.

When I saw him, most of my heart screamed in fear and my heart was shaking.

Dark blonde-brown hair perfectly framed, jaw clenched, hands clenched, black T-shirt and black jeans giving off an air of mystery, hotter than yesterday. His emerald eyes were in a deeper shade, and his eyes were full of emotion that would send my heart into a marathon.

And this emotion is definitely not a good thing. If I remember correctly, it was anger and hatred. He walked up to me in strides, and everyone's attention turned to me again.

My heart beat fast when he came towards me.

I don't know what to say to him, but I don't want him to know that I'm scared. So I looked up and he was standing in front of me, arms folded across his chest, staring at me.

I raised my eyebrows and said nothing.

"Didn't know you were his sister" he said angrily, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

"Do you know what the biggest mistake of your life is?" Ashton asked, his voice so venomous that I found myself overwhelmed.

I shook my head no and he had a sinister smirk that made him look even more dangerous and hot.

"You're William Hughes' sister. That gives me the right to hurt you and make you cry. Get ready honey, I'm going to turn your heaven into hell." His smile gave me goosebumps .

" Why do you think I have to bear all the things you give me ?" I boldly responded to his provocation , but my mind was already waving red flags .

God must have played a big joke on me by giving me such a demon on my first day of school.

"You'll take what I want you to take. Why? Just because I'm Orelse Ashton Monroe." He stopped beside me.

"Just because you're William's sister , what's the point of me getting revenge on him without hurting you?" He whispered slowly in my ear, then backed away, and I looked at him completely numb. He walked away a few steps, then turned to wink at me.

"She didn't do anything, and she was spotted by the most popular man in the school." Someone murmured.

"Clearly shows what a slut she is , " said another, my cheeks burning with humiliation. I walked out of the cafeteria with my head down, found the stairs at the end of the corridor and sat down.

Suddenly , a hand was placed on my shoulder, and I was startled when I looked up to see a girl with purple hair grinning at me.

"Hey" she said, holding out her hand, and I looked at her suspiciously. Frowning, I slung my bag over my shoulder without saying a word, got up, and turned left, looking for another hallway.

The sound of footsteps approaching me, I quickened my pace and continued on. I'm sure she wants to be my friend, but I don't want to mess with anyone .

If anyone tried to befriend me, they would just humiliate me or take advantage of my grades. I knew very well in the past that I refused to be anyone's pawn or entertainment.

"Hey , slow down . " The girl ran towards me and started matching my speed.

"If I remember correctly, you're new here. Don't worry, I just want to be friends with you." She smiled at me, and dare I say it, her smile was beautiful.

"Sorry, I don't want to make friends." I said I wanted to avoid it, but she immediately grabbed my hand, and a panic rose in my heart, and I flinched.

She immediately left my hand and took a step back. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. I just want you to be my friend, and it's okay if you don't want to. The administration building is the next block, second on the right, and you'll find reception there," she gave gave me one last smile, and walked away, because I was alone in the long hallway.

I immediately felt guilty for being rude, but I didn't want to get hurt, even though she didn't look like any danger.

I shook my head and started walking the way she told me to. And she was surprisingly right. When I saw the reception, my chest rose with warmth when a smile was on my lips. I can't believe that someone is really nice to me. This is a bit strange.

I shook my head when I got there, and the receptionist, who looked to be in her early forties, smiled at me. "What can I do for you?" she asked me politely, her voice very soft.

"New admission. Junior . " I spoke and provided my transfer certificate and all the other details, and she told me to meet the principal and show me his room, which was just a few feet away.

I thanked her first, then went to the main hall, knocked on the door before entering.

"Yes?" The principal looked at me from his laptop and motioned me to sit down. I sat nervously and showed him the file.

"Is Clara right?" he asked. I nodded, surprised that he knew me. "Your father called me a few minutes ago, glad you were here, Miss Clara. Call me if you have any questions-" He was about to continue when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," he said, and a familiar purple head popped up, and she gave him a sheepish smile.

"Ah, I was going to call you Rosalie. Can you show Clara around our school?" the principal asked as he came in, then nodded and sat next to me.

"Let her know the timetable and help her. If you have any classes with her, make her feel comfortable . " The principal said it again, and I was absolutely amazed at how comfortable she was here.

"Let's go, Clara . " Rosalie grabbed her bag and stood up, and I thanked the principal before going out with her.

She took a planner and some schedules and syllabus checklists from the receptionist, and smiled at me again.

"Sorry for the rudeness earlier, I didn't mean to turn you down," I whispered as I started walking with her.

"That's perfectly fine, my offer is still valid," she said, and offered her hand again, which I shook, this time knowing I'd have a friend, and I'm sure she's fine now.

"Rosalie Emerson," she said. "Clara Hughes" I smiled at her politely and she started walking with me.

"Your smile is so beautiful . " I was taken aback by her compliment. I just nodded and said nothing.

Then she started showing me around every corner of the school, from the library, cafeteria, game room, study room, clubs, classes, gymnasium, art room, science lab, restrooms, and playground. By the time we got to the auditorium, I was out of breath.

She sat on the ground and I followed her cue, my breath coming out of my shorts.

"How about college?" Rosalie asked after a while. "Much better than I expected. Didn't expect people to be ready to record everything" My mouth was bitter when I said these words.

"I'm sorry Clara," Rosalie said guiltily, and I shook my head immediately. She was the first one to help me and see me as a friend after a long time, so I think that's not bad.

"It's not your fault that everyone is an asshole," I mumbled, and she let out a chuckle. "God, I'm in love with you already," she said with a smile. Glad I'm not the only one loving this friendship.

"Oh, look who's in the auditorium . " A mocking voice pulled me out of the little bubble. Just when I thought everything was fine once.