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Clay sat in his bedroom. The time read approximately 9:32 P.M. He wasn't sure why he was awake, especially since he was supposed to be asleep by nine. He had a flight at seven in the morning. His father was offered a job at a construction company in Nevada, and Clay had decided to move to the UK to live with his uncle rather than move to Nevada. His uncle was a pretty cool person. He wasn't rude and grouchy like Clay's father, but instead cared for Clay and listened to his problems. All that his father ever did was tell him what to do and scream at him to get a job.

Clay wasn't the biggest fan of his father. His mother was better, but she still took his fathers side so that he wouldn't divorce her. The only people who really understood Clay were his uncle Danny, his aunt Nikki, and his best friend Nick. He had known Nick for well over ten years. They had met in kindergarten and had hung out nearly every day since. But Clay knew that he would soon have to leave, and so he had taken it upon himself to make the best of the day with Nick. They had gone to a bowling alley, went out for dinner at Hank's Diner, and finally played a few games on Clay's Atari. But Nick had left come eight o'clock. All good things must come to an end, and Clay knew that. Nick had tried to convince his best friend to let him come with him, but Clay didn't want him to have to leave his home. So he forced his best friend to go home, no matter how much it hurt.

Clay once again checked the time, which now read 9:41 P.M. Clay knew that he needed to sleep, so he laid down on his side and stared at the poster on his wall. He fell asleep shortly after.

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