CLARK POV:
It's been ages since Clare dressed like a "normal" student—no eyeliner, no ripped jeans, no spiked boots. Just a plain floral dress, hair in a ponytail, and her best attempt at looking like she doesn't regularly commit felonies with a baseball bat. The result?
Yeah. She looked a lot like me.
Cue the chaos.
The moment we stepped into the school building, it was like we triggered a social media trend in real life. Whispers. Stares. Double-takes. People doing that awkward squint where their brain refuses to compute what it's seeing. A few juniors even asked if I had a twin sister or if Clare had finally cloned herself.
It stirred the whole school—and the class even more.
Clare, naturally, hated every second of it.
