Bittersweet

Charm Beats Stupidity (Ch. 18)

~Clementine's POV~

"I hate you pea brain." I grumble.

"Whatever." He smirks.

I pull myself off him.

"You seriously are falling for me." He laughs.

"It was a tackle." I noted.

"Okay." He chuckled.

"I could show you again." I gathered up an attitude.

"Looks like the wicked witch came out to play." He sneered at me.

"Yeah, another tackle should do you good." I mention.

"You couldn't if you tried."

"Why? Are you afraid I'll harm your big ego?"

He laughed. I was so done with him.

"Okay." I started to walk past him.

"I don't have a big ego." He chuckled.

"Yes you do."

"Better it harmed than deflated." He sighs.

"Okay."

I really considered tackling him again.

He grabs ahold of my arm.

"I'd rather have my ego deflated by you." He smiled.

"Looks like Mr. Kind came out."

"No. Not happening."

"Fine." I pushed him.

"I'm wounded." He acted placing his hand against his heart.

I laughed at his goofiness.

"Oh, I'm the child?" I snickered.

"Shut up." He scowled.

"I'm good." I respond.

We walk back to our cars. I sit on top of the hood of my car. He follows mirroring my action.

"This was fun, though I'll regret it later."

"Wow. No response." I speak.

"So, how often did you come here."

"More than I would've liked too." I laugh.

"Oh."

"I met many people in this town."

"Like who?"

"Friends." I utter.

"Dirt princess had friends?" He gasped.

"Shut up." I elbowed him.

"So who was the guy you brought to college with?"

"My boyfriend..."

"Oh." The dispointment in his voice drifted for miles.

"I don't know what we are now though. We had an argument." I fiddle my fingers around.

"You two will figure it out." He waved a hand.

"I don't want to 'figure it out' with him."

"Why?"

"I've never been more heart broken in a relationship." I explain.

"Relatable." He mumbles.

He stares at me. I was distracted by his soft green eyes. I pull myself out of it.

"Stop." I giggle.

"What?"

"You're staring."