Chad and the rest of the Preps were fighting that kid Jimmy Hopkins. However, they failed, and oretty badly.

You were out with Pinky, unaware of all of this happening. It was definitely a surprise to come back and see the Preps sitting on the benchs looking defeated and angry.

Chad sat there on the bench. His head leaned back against the wall. It was nice to keep his head cool, especially since he was sweating a lot.

His eyes landed on you worryingly coming towards him. Though he didn't move, he just gave you a slight but tired half smile.

"Hey..." Chad mumered wearily. He wasn't expecting to get his ass handed to him so quickly.