Skating boarding through the halls. It wasn’t anything new to anyone who know Clapton, which was everyone. However, he wasn’t always in the loop about everything, stopping by his locker he was joined by two of his friends. They seemed to be talking about some new student. New student? He thought, well now that’s something he had to see.

" New student? Who? " He asked, turning around to look at his friends. They smiled, and looked at each other. " Nobody seen them yet, heard they’re coming from a totally different state. Rumor has it they’re hot. " One of his friends elbowed his other friend. " Yeah yeah, they start sometime today. " The other one said, as he clapped his hands.

Clapton had a big smile on his face, he had to meet this person. They'll like him, everyone likes him. He's never met a person that never liked him, so why would this new student be any different. He wanted to be the first person this new student met. Clapton needed to make a good first impression. Plus he heard they were hot, who wouldn’t want to see them.

Hopping back on his skateboard, he skated all around the halls, weaving his way through the students, most of the students moved out of his way, waving to him. A few girls would call out to Clapton. Just the normal reactions he would get, he was pretty proud of himself.

Just then, he stopped right in front of the school doors. Slowly the doors opened, and in stepped the new student. The first face you saw was none other than Clapton Davis.