A week had come and gone, and still, there was no word from either Clark or the mysterious guy who had been texting me.
As for Clark, guilt nagged at me, but I reminded myself of his jerkish behavior. I shouldn't feel guilty for his actions. And as for the unknown texter's sudden disappearance, I had no intention of reaching out first. I wasn't desperate, and he was still a complete stranger.
Peter had taken on the responsibility of driving me to school and back. I insisted he didn't need to do that, especially since I had my own car. Eventually, we agreed that he would only drive me home every other day.
Thoughts of Clark lingered in my mind, and I couldn't shake off the disappointment from his earlier promises. He had assured me he'd be there, yet now he was nowhere to be found.
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