The One With Clay

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Sohinki's POV

How come I alway get stuck with the new kids? First Belle and now some guy named Clay. Katy and Mari were going to help me with him. We walked to the office where Mr. Ricketts and a guy, who I assume is Clay, were waiting.

"Matthew, this is Clay Billings, Clay this is Matthew, Katy, and Mari," Mr. Ricketts said. I smiled at Clay along with Katy and Mari.

"It's very nice to meet you," Katy said holding out her hand. Clay shook it. We left the office and showed Clay around the school.

"This is the cafeteria, where most stuff goes down," Katy said as we entered the cafeteria. Clay nodded.

"We usual sit over there," Mari said pointing at Ian's table. We left the cafeteria and went into the English room.

"This is your period one class," I said as we walked in. Mr. Bereta got up from his desk and walked over to us.

"And who's our new student?" Mr. Bereta asked.

"This is Clay Billings," Mari said. "Clay, this is Mr. Bereta."

"It's nice to meet you Clay. I hope you aren't going to cause as much trouble as the last new student," Mr. Bereta said causing us to hold back our laughs.

"I'm right behind you Mr. Bereta," Belle said as she, Wes, Lasercorn, and Joven walked into the classroom. Mr. Bereta turned to her.

"You have to admit, you caused a lot of trouble," Mr. Bereta pointed out. Belle smiled and walked over to Mr. Bereta's desk.

"Oh, you love me!" Belle said sitting on his desk and going through his sheets. Mr. Bereta grabbed his stuff and kicked her off the desk.

"Go to your seat Robertson!" Mr. Bereta said causing us all to laugh.

"Is this what all your classes are like?" Clay asked. I nodded. "Also, are you single?" Clay asked to, well, I have no clue.

"No, yes, nope, yeah," were the answers. Clay smiled. Their was something I didn't like about this guy. He smiled at everyone causing the girls to swoon. Us guys, except Joven, groaned and rolled our eyes. Katy was blushing.

"Well, yeah, um...." Katy said scratching the back of her neck. Clay smirked. I rolled my eyes. This guy is bad news.

"Belle looks like an angel compared to him," Mr. Bereta whispered to me. I held back my laugh. Mr. Bereta and I kept on making jokes about Clay until the bell rang. "Oh, great, it's time to teach," Mr. Bereta said sighing. I laughed. Everyone went to their desk and Mr. Bereta started the lesson.

"Essays!" Mr. Bereta said pointing at the board.

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