Kellie

I make my way through the paved sidewalk of the parking lot just when the bell rings. I skipped the whole day which is nothing new to me. I don't know what to think, what to feel or what to do besides abstaining myself from playing the horrific moments of today in a loop, it's giving me a headache. I seriously dread tomorrow but somehow talking to CC has made it feel slightly better. I have no clue how it went up from me unintentionally snapping at him for yesterday to us hugging each other. Part of me still doesn't trust him but the other half wants to as he promised that he'll do something about the lame old high school prank. At least we are friends, I guess?

“Is there anything I can do to help with your stalking problem?” I tiredly speak, words coming out forcefully. He walks closer as if trying to look casual. He's dressed in his usual Andy-style clothing; Black skinny jeans and a black T-shirt, except his signature black leather jacket is missing. I eye the feather like tattoo that peeks out of his neck. He's got multiple tattoos, none of them I've paid much attention to.

“Shut up, I wasn't following you or anything.” He looks away. He just ruins the thrill of his good looks.

“Rude.” I roll my eyes and wait for him to speak as he continues his distracting way of scratching the back of his head, but he doesn’t. Such a waste of time. So, I turn and resume my way towards Gloria's.

“Wait!” He grabs my hand and the same unnatural feeling shoots through my skin. I'm dumbstruck.

“I..wanted to-” He's searching for words, tugging his bottom lip in between his teeth. My patience is running thin.

“You, You need to stay away from CC.” This was not what I was expecting to hear.

I shake my head. “What…?” He sighs, his looming structure hovering over me.
“You heard me. I really don't fucking care but look, I'm just getting shit straight to the point. Your type-Your just not someone-”

“Seriously? Who are you to freaking decide? First you leave me locked outside a broken dorm room way past midnight without any word then you come stalking me and telling not to talk to people. Andy, today's already been hell for me. Please! You don't care you say? Well, you don't need to freaking push yourself or hurt your ego-” My face feels hot as I yell, the day's stress seeping through my words. His nostrils flare in anger as he interrupts me. Guess we both have anger issues.

“For fuck's sake, that's nothing related to this. I'm- I'm sorry for what happened but I'm trying to help you okay?!” He jerks my shoulders, his voice eerily low. I clench my jaw, knowing I shouldn't have snapped. I should keep my emotions intact, but then I'm stuck in an illusion of electric blue eyes. He's too close...

Someone's voice calling out snaps me back to reality. Andy's head whips around to find a woman dressed in a crisp red pencil skirt and suit, behind her a sleek silver Mercedes-Benz. She looks pretty and much younger than her age. A red lipsticked professional smile is carved on her face and something about her authority intimidates me.

Woah.
Her almost familiar eyes shift from mine to his as her matching red heels step closer. “Mom.” Andy acknowledges, nodding.

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Notes

Yaaay, guess who that is? xD hint: the title.
Oh well, I guess it's anyway too obvious.
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