Chapter 4

Kim had just torn the diary into tiny little pieces then her phone beeps, stopping her from dumping it into the trash. She Stares at her phone, squeezing it into the trash basket, wondering who could've text her at 11:09pm. Walking towards the bed as she reaches for her phone. She swipes up, clicked on the message sent from Ray.. "Hi, Kim. Can you meet us at the " Eat Here" Restaurant. If you could make it, we are waiting. Kim read out loud, checking the Time it was sent which is 2Minutes ago She checked, shuffling her phone into her pocket, hurriedly running to her door, removing her coat on the left edge of the door.

Thirteen minutes later, The door chimes open. Claire stares back at it, trying to see who It was and fortunately, as anticipated, It's Kim. Kim walks in While Claire smiles, waving her hand up in the air for Kim to see Them. She glances around and see them, walking to them with a smile as she sits beside Sean which makes her feel uncomfortable since it's two sits in a seat and Claire and Ray has taken the seat, opposite Sean and Kim's seat.. "hi, guys" Kim says, positioning herself in the seat comfortably as Sean shifted a little for Kim to sit comfortably. Then she adds "What's going on? " she asks randomly "I got your text." glancing at Ray, seeing him looking out the street through the window. Sad. "What's up with Ray?" Kim asks worriedly. "Yea, man. what's up with you staring through the window. it's four minutes now and you haven't moved your face away from the window. What's up?" Sean asks calmly. Ray glances darts from Sean to Kim, sinking in the couch, Stirring his ice cream with the straw in it. "It's nothing, guys" Ray answers, looking in the ice cream. "It's okay. you don't have to hide it from them." Claire says, patting Ray's shoulder as Kim and Sean glances at each other in confusion "What?... What is he hiding?" Sean asks anxiously. "It's nothing, guys. I swear" Ray says, sitting up-straight.. "Charlotte broke up with him" Claire blurted out, staring away. Avoiding Ray's eyes to meet with hers "What the... Why?And why didn't you want us to know, dude?" Sean asks with his eyes widen while Kim stares at Ray with nothing to say except for the Shock written on her face " Because it's nothing" Ray says. His voice strident. He sighs, trying to calm his rage. "It's nothing, guys. She probably just need a break" Ray says calmly. "Let's just talk about something else" Ray adds, trying to change the topic. "Her Excuse is he devote much of his time to us. Which she was apparently jealous of." Claire says, Making Ray groans in anger "Don't you get it? I don't wanna talk about her. ugh!!" Rays angered, Getting on his feet as He walked squeezed his way out of the seat, walking away angrily as Claire Stares down her ice cream, engrossed with displeasing attitude Ray had just performed. Sean and Kim glances at each other. Speechless. "I'mma have to go talk to him." Kim says, getting on her feet as She runs out of the restaurant to meet with Ray. While Sean absentmindedly places his hand in Claire's on the table, Trying to comfort her with seems to him Uncomforting. "you don't have to worry about it. he'll probably realise what he did. Then come back begging. Realising you were just being a friend. A true Friend." Sean says. Claire nods her head profusely, removing her hand out of his, wiping away the tears "Thanks" she says softy. Sean nods, peering through the window. "Kim has probably gone home." glancing from the window to her.. Trying to hold back what he wants to say hesitantly. "Do you mind me walking you home?" he says, Finding it weird to ask, then adds "It's late.." "Sure" Claire nods. Sean gets on his feet, signalling Claire getting on her feet. Seeing her shivering a bit. He peers through the window on his feet. "It's cold outside." Sean says "I forget to bring a coat." Claire says, Picking her purse off the couch. "If you don't mind.." Sean says, offing his jacket as Claire stares, wondering what he's doing "...I can lend you my jacket till you get home." he says, handing the jacket over to her. "Why would I" She says, smiling, wearing her hair up, out of the jacket. "What about you?" She asks worriedly "Don't worry. I can handle it" Sean grins. Claire smiles.

Sean and Claire walks on the street with nothing to say. Making it awkward. Claire deeps her hands into the jacket's pocket, looking around the street as they work. While Sean keep mute, not uttering even a sound. Claire who's been thinking about how Ray reacted at the restaurant, find it disturbing and what Charlotte think of her with Ray sounds absurd to her. She barely knew she was working home with someone. Some minutes later, Claire comes to the realization they are about five minutes home. She stares at Sean who's been looking down his feet. Walking. Avoiding eye contact. Claire stares at him to his observation, noticing the mark on his forehead. Making Sean feel uncomfortable.. "That mark.." she points at his forehead. Sean stares at her hurriedly, as if, praying for the silence to be broken. " Still thumping in pain, huh?" She grins, making Sean grins along "Oh..That." he chuckled "Nope. Not really? he says with his heart heavy. Claire nods starring upfront with smiles. Finding something to say to get her mind off what happened at the restaurant and What Charlotte think of her with Ray.

They walked to Claire's house doorstep with nothing to say, even though Sean tried so hard to keep their mouth running till they arrive at their destination, but all he could think of was how to invite her on a date. Find it pretty exhausting and lame, working home with a guy.. a friend with nothing to come up with to say.

Claire walks up the stairs, turning back to him " Thanks for walking me home, Sean" She says "It's my pleasure, Claire. Anytime" he says, winking, making Claire smiles "Alright. You better get going. It's late" She says, taking another step up to the door then turns. Reminding something. But surprised to see Sean still standing on the spot, not moving an inch to go home . "Er..." Claire chuckles.. "Why are you still standing there, it's late?" Claire says uneasily. Sticking her hands into the jacket's side pockets. Forgetting she hasn't returned it back to him. Probably too stressed, not realising she still has it on. Sean glances up from the jacket to her.. "I.. I.... I..." he stutters. Making Claire raise her eyebrow in confusion. Sean walks back, trying not to blurt out what's in his mind to ask. He snaps "Yea.. it's late. I'd better get going." He says, walking back. Claire glares at him intensely. Nodding absentmindedly till she gain consciousness... "Er.. Call me when you get home, or you could just text" Claire says walking up the door to open.. "Will do. See you tomorrow." Sean says, shutting his eyes in annoyance of his resistance to talk cool with her, right after Claire walks in the house, waving him goodbye as she shot the door. Sean groans, hitting the trash can in dismay, realizing how hurt his leg becomes, holding it up to his chest "ow, ow, ow, ow" he cries, looking up Claire's room window if she isn't staring as he staggered away..

It's like the rest of the last past few days. Kim's feelings for Sean. Since the discovery of Sean's suddened feelings for Claire, Kim has promised to try every possible ways to see him as a friend he is. Even if she had to take Madison's advice, dating Max to get over Sean... Which there isn't much of certainty it will come to pass with Max but she has to. Even though dating Max will be the next big gossip in Explicit high school. A scandal. But Kim isn't planning on dating Max to know if Sean'd be jealous or any other selfish interest. Except for trying to get her mind off Sean but not entirely using Madison's theory of figuration. Many believes Max's gay with the observation that he doesn't hang around with boys.. he doesn't attend any of the parties organized by any of his schoolmates. Or friends, which are jenny and Ashley. He doesn't do most of the fun things boys do. Instead, He read... He devoted much of his time to reading. With his intelligence, many forget the fact that he's weird and gayish since he's the intelligent student in their class. Many likes him for his brilliance but most doesn't care. "Max isn't gay. is he? of course, no, he isn't. He's just a shy guy and of course, anti-fun. And he's kind of weird." Kim thought, driving her shinny convertible gray car to the parking lot as she accidentally hit Max to the ground on his bicycle. "Oh my God!" Kim yells. Reversing the car. Breathing heavily as she parked, walk of the car to max... surprisingly surprised, seeing max being the one she accidentally hit. She walks down to him, getting him on his feet.. "Oh my God. Are you okay?" "Yes.... I'm fine" Max groans, trying to get up. Kim grabs him by the waist, crossing his hand to her shoulder as they both gets on there feet. "You wanna go get a doctor?" Kim asks concerningly. "Don't worry.. it'll pass" Kim breathes heavily. Staring round the parking lot if anyone was watching her clumsy act or if Sean or any of her friends seem to pass by or anyone she'd probably doge. While Max gazes at her, not believing they'd have this moment together. His stare was intense and petrifying. He picks up his bike off the ground as Kim glances back at him, walking cross the other side to assist. They push the bike to the back where he could easy ride out without any car invading. Max glances at Kim, seeing the guilt in her face...

"You know, it's my fault." he says "I shouldn't have rode to where cars park.. in the first place "

"No. Don't put the blame on you. It's entirely my fault. I don't have my driver license yet. I could get arrested. I broke the law. So it's my fault. Not yours." Kim says. Crossing her hands around her chest. " Well we can both share the blame." Max chuckles. Kim chuckles along. Moving forward to him. Facing him with her arm stretched out to shake his. Which makes Max explicitly surprised and happy to... spend such a time.. even if it started off with an accident.. "I'm Kim." Kim says, beaming. While Max on the other hand is probably too overwhelmed. Never thought in his wildest dream his arm gets to be shaken with Kim's. It was like to him, shaking a celebrity.. He stretches his arm, shakes Kim's. Giggling. "I thought we knew each other" He says. Then add "I meant our names. We were in the same class in fifth grade" "Oh. Yea. Of course. Max." Kim says. taking a minute to reply. Obviously that wasn't a question she'd expect to be asked or answer to when the person asking the question weren't even someone you've once spoke to, or associate friendship with or you least expect to still remember your name. " I remember.." Kim says faintly.. as the bell ring. Making the awkwardness between them at the moment fade "I er... I gotta get to class" Kim says. Walking backwards till she's insight of her car. Then she turns to face it, Opening the car as Max stood still, staring intensely as Kim comes out with her backpack, backing it while closing the car door. She face Max back, waving him goodbye " See you around in class" Kim says, turning back off to the class. Letting out a relieved breath.