Clapton Davis
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Clapton leant against his locker, spinning one of the wheels of his skateboard that was stood next to him. He watched you. Amazing you.
But something inside of him was dreading the sight. Seeing you with another popular kid angered him. Perhaps he was a little jealous.
After you walked away, he arranged a leg out to break your stride.
"What were you doing with that popular kid?" He interrogated.
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