The class clown made you cry, again. Your at your locker trying to hide your tears away when you felt a tap on your shoulder from someone. You slap the hand from tapping.

"Who upset you?" You turned around, realising the voice belong to your enemy. "Nothing."

Scara sighed, his eyes scanned the hallway. The class clown was with his friends laughing like donkeys when Scara pushed the class clown to the ground and pointed at you.

"Make my girl cry again and see what I'll do to you."