Clyde was at his locker. There was this goth boy that was shorter than him and always talked to Clyde. Clyde had feelings for the goth a bit, but he always acted like he hated the goth. And the goth would act flirty with him not matter what. Clyde always called the goth "freak" as a nickname.

"What do you want now, freak?" Clyde said while taking a sip of water from his bottle, and he gave the goth a rude stare.