Students rushed out of the school. They were happy that it was Friday. Groups talked about plans for the weekend. All but one group
A student with dirty blonde hair, green hoodie, black jeans, and green shoes walked with his head bowed down. He had something in his mind. He was worried, yet ready for something
"Hey! Clay! Wait up!" a voice called as the green hooded student turned after hearing his name being called. A student with a black and red hoodie ran up the male. He was shorter when next to Clay
"Are you actually gonna meet him?" the student asked. Clay stayed silent for a moment. "I have to, Darryl. I can't say no to Dave. He'll be pissed!"
Darryl gasped. Another student from behind came running to meet with Darryl and Clay. He noticed the brown haired brunette was worried. "Let me guess, he said yes to Dave," the student guessed as Darryl nodded
Clay clenched his fist and shook for a bit. He felt anger bubbling inside. He gave a glare as both friends froze at his stare
Clay: Grayson, Darryl, you coming?
Darryl: WHAT?! TO WATCH?! YOU MUFFIN HEAD!
Grayson: I want to see it!
Darryl: GRAYSON!!
Clay: If you don't want to, Darryl, it's fine
Darryl: It's not fair! Dave has been picking on you just because you and him are insanely popular here! He wants to be the king!
Clay: I don't care! If he wants a fight, a fight he'll get
Grayson: Now that you said it that way, I kind of don't want to know how this will end
Darryl: Exactly, you flippin' muffin head!
Clay walked towards the school courtyard. Everyone has left the school, but not the staff from the office
Clay noticed a group of friends as he watched his rival. His pink hair flowed gracefully as he watched the taller male walk up with one hand on his backpack handle. He stopped and noticed the other people snickering
"The Blade will beat you to pieces!" a young male with bright blonde hair yelled. A student with a beanie stood silently behind as his wavy hair bang covered one eye
Dave got his nickname 'The Blade' during a fight at a bar. He is extremely good at knife combat, but he slices his enemies clean
Dave flipped out his switchblade and twirled it around his fingers. He laughed as he watched Clay place his backpack down. Grayson ran to get it and backed to where Darryl was watching from
Dave: Clay! The 'Dream' boy that everybody loves!
Clay: Sup, 'Blade'
Dave: I'm glad you showed up! I honestly wasn't expecting for you to show up! I thought you were going back home and cry yourself to bed
Clay: Why do you want to fight me?
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Little Mushroom Boy
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