Flirty Clyde x Tomboy Reader - Chapter 2

I hope you continue reading this multi-chapter as well as enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing for all of you! So please sit back, relax and maybe grab some popcorn while your at it and read on to the story as I shut my yap! 

Angel, over and out! 

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Chapter 2: Advice from an Angel! 

Reader's P.O.V

I can't believe he'd do something like that! Does he think I'm comfortable with him suddenly eating my lunch straight from my spoon? No! Who can?! My god, I swear one day I will explode and he will be the first person to feel it!

Sighing heavily, I tried my best to clam myself down and stop ranting on about Clyde. I really need to get my mind off him but how can I when everyday, he is the first person I see? No wait, I could just call Angel! I bet she'll figure out a solution to this problem! Smiling faintly, I took my phone from the coffee table of the living room and proceeded to ring Angel.


Please pick up, please pick up....

RING! RING-BEEP!

" Hello this is Angel speaking, may I help you?" I heard her voice answer from the other end, god even when answering the phone she's formal.

" It's me Angel!"

" (Y/N) sweetie! How are you?"

" I'm fine though I do need some company, is it alright if come over for a while?..." I asked, holding my breath secretly hoping that she can come, considering that her Dad is always at the door ready to block her way if she didn't have a good enough reason to leave.

"...what's wrong now (Y/N)?..." h-how did she?- Oh well, that's alright.

" Regular problems you know..."

" Does it concern a certain flirtatious brunette who's name begins with a 'C'?"

" Yes, yes it does..." I sighed, nodding with my head held low, ashamed that my situation was too easy to predict.

" I'll be right over and Daddy seems to be in a good mood today too so it'll be easy to persuade him. Don't worry your pretty little head 'cause I'll be there in a tick!"

" Really? Thank you Angel! I'll see you!" I beamed, happy that she would be there for me not that she usually is but still happy!

" Bye!" with a beep, I hung up and finished off with preparing my lunch for tomorrow; the scene of the day's previous events replaying in my mind at the subject of lunch. Blushing at remembering every touch and every feel and every emotion, I hurried to bring the boxed lunch to the fridge so that no germ could contaminate it in any way until tomorrow. As I closed the fridge, I looked back at the small platform in which I prepared my lunch on to find that there were a lot of spare ingredients left to prepare another boxed lunch. Maybe I should-...no, he'll think I've fallen without a fight but I don't want him eating my lunch and make the situation any more awkward...fine, I guess I could make him one just this once...

Approaching the table I began making the lunch I wanted Clyde to eat, making sure that everything was in place and that I cooked food that I was most confident in making though still preparing it with extra care- wait...why am I taking so much caution in making his lunch but not my own? I mean I could whip up my lunch in three minutes but his lunch, I can't whip up until half an hour later! What the hell does that even mean?! After finally closing the box with a matching lid, I placed that in the fridge too and took a glance at the clock to find that Angel should have been here ages ago!

"Where is she?" I whispered though as on time my front doorbell's sweet yet short melody of Big Ben's dong's echoed throughout the house and I soon found myself opening the door to an apologetically smiling Angel.
" I'm sorry it took so long for me to get here, turns out my bro didn't get good enough test scores on his biology exam a few weeks ago and that did not, at all, impress my father...anyway, what was this situation about Clyde Donovan?" she asked as I let her into the house, leading her to the living room and asked her to sit wherever she felt was comfortable, choosing the cute mint green arm chair with two matching silk cushions in a heartbeat as I seated myself upon the panther black, leather couch.

" Well you see..." I trailed off soon getting into the main body of my crisis saying that, sometimes I just couldn't bare Clyde being around because he gets so annoying, " I mean, out of all the other girls in the school or anywhere else for that matter, he chose me as his main victim, does he chose Bebe, the second to hottest girl in school because of her large breasts? No! He chooses me - An Unattractive Tomboy holding no popularity whatsoever!!!  He's the the school's most popular playboy breaking hearts faster then a squirrel can crack a nut all over the place and not only that but please give me the honor of introducing his partner in the crimes of endless heart break Kenny McCormick!" I announced in a loud voice pretending to be a show hostess, holding an imaginary microphone in one hand as I gestured to various items - the pretend crowd - from around the room.

" K-Kenny isn't that b-bad..." Angel whispered, twiddling her thumbs, blushing madly at the mention of Kenny suddenly appearing very shy and composed, sinking into the body of the arm chair even further.

" Angel, I know you're head over heels for him but really you have to be careful. He could really break your heart and I don't want to see you heart broken...again..."

" I-I know but I've seen who he can be when he isn't a complete pervert; he can be so sweet, so gentle and how he's so protective over his sister is soooo dreamy~" she sighed dreamily, staring into space as she continued to fantasize about her honeymoon with Kenny.

" Oh Angel...but what about my problem with Clyde?" I asked gaining her attention all over again.

" Well, for starters, have you straight forwardly asked him to stop?"

" How can I do that when, every time I try to speak his eyes just stare at me, smiling warmly in a daze and completely blocking me out?!" I reason, waving my hands to express my point further.

" I guess we scratch out that strategy...hmm, what would you do (Y/N)?"

" No Angel, if you think like someone else then we might not ever come to a conclusion...what would you do?"

" Me?"

" Yes, you...what would you do in my situation?" I asked.

" Well, lets see...instead of having him flirt with me, I'll try and reason with him, saying stuff like 'why don't we just try and hang out as friends?' after that and he agrees, I'll make time to get to know him, gaining his friendship so that he'll feel awkward about things too if he were to ever try and flirt again not only that but I could get to the point of why he's flirting and perhaps, sort things out from there...though I don't think that would be much of a plan, I'm hoping that it might work..." she trailed off, seemingly having to have spoken to herself all this time but honestly, that idea wasn't half bad.

" You're a genius Angel! Thank you!!!"

" Well you're welcome and as much as I'd love to stay and chat a tinsy bit more, I need to hop up and scurry away now!"

" Alright, I'll see you tomorrow!"

" Bye (Y/N)!"

Well, I have my plan and now to set it into action!