You and Clapton only had one word to describe your relationship. Rivalry. You and Clapton constantly were at eachothers throats, trying to see who could get kicked out of school first.
But unfortunately, you managed to lose this little competition and Clapton would be threatened to be kicked out. You were smart, so you knew deep down that he would win.
Anyway, now, he was stood at your door, biting his lip desperately.
"Could you please help me? I dont know anyone who could help me..."
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