Clapton stood by his locker, rolling his skateboard wheel as he waited for you. Finally he watched you exit your classroom, but his huge grin immediately dropped when he saw you talking to another popular kid.

He noted your smile and the way you looked at the guy, and something in his mind switched.

W`hen you finally made your way over to Clapton, you were confused when you weren't greeted with Claptons grin, instead an annoyed look.

"What were you doing his him?" Clapton asked, a hint of hurt in his tone rather than anger.