Chapter 239

"Did you really have to call me a dim witted person?" I ask him faking to put an hurt look up on my face, but yet the smile that is there tells me that I am simply not going to achieve anything looking like this. At least let me have my poker face on even if I don't have any other sort of defences up will you. Still my face forms that stupid, stupid, stupid, delightful smile. He gives me another smile that sets me up in flames but the next minute his voice goes back to being more serious.

"Seriously, you don't really need to endure that sort of thing, you don't need to endure that sort of thing from anybody, even a teacher or a fellow student, you have a right to yourself as human and nobody is supposed to infringe on those rights".

The way that he speaks, it shocks me, it seems the delightful and chatty Clay has simply morphed into one who seems like he's really pissed off, someone who looks like he's remembering a bitter memory, a really really bitter memory that makes him suddenly go as hard as stone and makes the person who is sitting in front of me before disappear.

This new person that is sitting here is one that I cannot imagine being comfortable around. I'm guessing that it is something of a sore spot for him and I wonder exactly why that is. The fact also strikes me that he just moved here from another school, and then i wonder why he moved.

Well maybe it wad because of the little argument and ownership rights that his father and mother are fighting over him, but yet I still don't think that is it. If I remember what he told me clearly, his parents are even in Beijing right now. They aren't anywhere near here, so why had he moved here.

"I know, next time I'll try to be more cheerful. Scott has practically talked my ear off at this point" I say trying to insert a little bit of a laugh at this, but yet it seems he isn't even looking at me.

Even though his eyes were on me, he has looked past me like he's remembering something.

"Are you okay?" I ask him and he snaps back to attention. He gives me one of those smiles, a size small that seems utterly different from the people, the two different personalities that had just protruded in front of me, and which makes me doubt everything is alright.

"You having mood swings today?" I asked him and he cracks up in a laugh.

"Well it's not reading mood swings as much as it is something of an inner conflicts".

I'm actually surprised that he would give me an answer but I continue pressing on.

"So what might this inner conflict be?" I ask him, and he looks at me ash eyes sparkling.

"Well, it's really not a problem" he says. I practically gulp at this point.