Clark still felt angry. He didn't feel bad for what he did at all, which surprised him a little. He walked through the front door of his house, his mother greeting him with, "Clark! How are you, honey? I haven't seen you at all today!"

"I'm fine," he told, stomping up the stairs to his room.

When he arrived to his room he didn't know what he should do. Call Johanna? Stay angry? What? Then the idea he'd had for a while now came back into his head. He wasn't sure if he should do such a thing, but his anger and jealousy made him feel the need to do so. He grabbed the computer and decided to proceed with his idea.

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Word Count: 120

Sorry for the REALLY short chapter XD Whale, it is a short story..