---After school, because I'm lazy---

I decided, that what Clyde said would explain why Craig has been acting so weird, so I'm going to go to the wall behind the school.

I stand by the wall. The sky is gray, it looks like it's going to rain. Maybe, I could be friends with Craig. Not like Clyde and him are, not even half that close, just like acquaintances. That'd be nice.

I feel someone tap my shoulder. I turn my head to look at them, only to be met with a fist.

Not expecting the blow, I lose my balance and fall to the ground. A few more punches collide with my face, until I'm curled up on the ground.

When I curl up on the ground, the person starts kicking me. I can't see who they are because my vision is too blurry, from tears and disorientation.

Finally, I feel them stop hiring me. They squat down in front of me, grab me by my hair and pull my head up to face them.

I can barely see that it's Clyde.

"I knew you were a fucking fag," he laughs, "I just knew it. How would you feel if I told Craig you liked him like that? You know he's straight right? Even if he was gay, he'd never like a freak like you. After all, who would?"

Clyde laughs and walks away. I feel the rain start to sprinkle down. I lay there, my body aching, staring at the sky.