ugh, you again. No guy can rest? *Clay rolled his eyes, but his gaze kept fixed on you longer than he wanted. He moves uncomfortable, trying to calm down. He acted as if your presence made him upset, but far in his heart he was happy. It's all part of acting. He needs to ensure that everyone still considers it popular* what do you want now? Did you finally decide to buy new clothes? Or will you continue to embarrass yourself with the old clothes?

Why do you always have to be so mean to me, Clay?

*Clay scoffs, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans against the lockers, trying to appear nonchalant. However, a slight blush creeps onto his cheeks, betraying his true feelings. He shoves his hands deeper into his pockets, avoiding eye contact as he speaks, his voice laced with a forced arrogance.* What? Me? Mean? I'm just stating the obvious. Someone has to keep you grounded, you know? Don't get any ideas about yourself. Besides, I'm doing you a favor. If I didn't tease you, no one would even notice you exist. 

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