This choice: Clarissa stops you in the hallway after class. • Go Back...Chapter #5An innocent invitation? by: MorTho   An addition by: Wassel29
After the bell went, you quickly grabbed up your stuff, glad the class was finally over, then waited patiently for Emily to finish scribbling away in her notebook, wondering to yourself why the hell she even bothered, having got an A+ for every single science test she'd ever taken (presumably inheriting her scientific knowledge from her parents, her dad being some sort of geneticist while her mother was a Biochemist).
"Em, hey! Put the book down," you joked to get her attention, causing her to look up and notice that everyone else was leaving, "Chemistry will still be here tomorrow, you'd don't have to write everything down now!"
"Sorry," she said, letting out a nervous giggle, having been so engrossed in what she was writing, that she hadn’t even heard the bell.
Grabbing up her books, you then escorted her out of the classroom, chuckling away as you discussed Mr. Harrison and his ridiculously boring lectures, surprised to find that she actually agreed with you, and rather less surprised to learn that she already knew everything he was teaching.
"No wonder you get so many A's," you laughed as you passed her the textbooks, jokingly adding "Heck, I should probably start listening to my mom a little more when she talks about work, maybe then I'd get an A+ in...marketing. Okay, well maybe not then."
"You shouldn't make fun, I'm sure your mom's job is very important," Emily said rather defensively, not particularly caring for your flippant disregard for your mother's career, or taking it for what it was, a joke. Before you could reply though, another voice suddenly chipped in and you noticed Clarissa standing behind you, having apparently been waiting for you outside.
"Hey David," she said with a cheery little wave, her pretty face perfectly framed by her golden blond hair, adding, a little less enthusiastically, "...and uh, hi Emily..."
"Clarissa, hey, what's up?" you said, rather stunned that Clarissa was talking to you twice in one day, while Emily seemed a little less happy about that fact.
Basically ignoring Emily (which was admittedly easy for her, seeing how Clarissa was much taller, and closer to your own 5' 11"), Clarissa then told you, rather excitedly, "Well, I don't know if you've heard or not, but Jessica and some of the other girls are having this big party at her house this Saturday, while her parents are out of town,and it's so going to be huge! Anyway, me and Nicole are basically on invite duty, and I was just wondering if you maybe wanted to come?"
"Wow!" you thought, completely taken aback, never having been popular enough or moved in the correct social circles to recieve one before for one of Jessica Caldwell's legendary parties, and wondering what you'd done to deserve one now. "I uh, well I'm not sure..." you stuttered, a little at a loss for words, before quickly remembering Emily standing beside you, indicating towards her and asking, "Is uh, is Emily invited too?"
"Sure, I guess," Clarissa sort of shrugged, as she began fiddling with a locket on her neck, which you found your eyes suddenly being drawn too, momentarily hypnotized by the rather impressive cleavage underneath. Quickly snapping yourself out of your trance, and looking down at Emily's un-amused face, feeling a little guilty for staring at another girls chest, you figured you'd best talk with her about it first and see if she wanted to go(seeing as she wasn't so good with social gatherings) before giving Clarissa a proper answer, explaining to her that, " it sounds great, but we should probably talk it over first, you know, make sure it doesn't clash with anything. Thanks though, Clarissa."
"No problem, hope you can make it," she smiled, giving you another cutesy little wave, before spinning on her heels and heading off back down the corridor towards her waiting friends.
"Wow, can you believe that?" you said, looking back down at Emily, feeling totally buzzed at having miraculously climbed the school social ladder after so many years of being at the bottom, "Jessica Caldwell's party, when did we get popular enough to get invited to something like that?"
Emily however, wasn't looking quite so impressed, clearly aware of something you weren't. "We didn't," she said rather bluntly, slinging her schoolbag over her shoulder, "You did."
"What do you mean? Clarissa just invited the two of us?" you asked her, somewhat confused as she started walking down the hall, quickly following after her as she moved at an accelerated pace.
"She only invited me cause I was there. Girls like Clarissa don't invite girls like me to parties unless they have to."
"I'm not sure I follow..."
"She likes you, David, that's why she asked you," Emily explained, looking a little upset as she did, "She was totally flirting back there, don't tell me you didn't notice!"
"Wait...she was?" you asked somewhat in disbelief, having totally not read the situation that way, and pretty certain there was no chance in hell someone like Clarissa Smith could actually be into you, her being one of the top ten most attractive girls in the year, and you, probably not even in the top 100 guys. It just didn't make any sense, surely Emily was just imagining things, you thought, as you continued to chase after her down the hall, desperate to explain to her that it wasn't what it seemed.
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