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Its an lonely and rainy saturday afternoon. Clyde Donovan, a total loser, has nowhere where he needs to be. At least thats what he thinks.
He sighs and thinks to himself “ I am so freaking bored.“
Theres really nowhere he should be. Even if he had to be somewhere then it couldn´t be anything intresting or impotant. Theres a big party coming up at Token´s house next week. Token is kinda of an asshole but Clyde still cherishes his friendship,it´s just the way Token is. He doesn´t really get invited that often to Token`s parties. Clyde doesn´t really know why, they never been that close but lately it seems like the distance has gotten even further.
Clyde sighs irritated by the weather. „This fucking sucks“-he groans into his pillow.
Suddenly his phone rangs, the phone number seems unfamilar and Clyde hesitates before he answers.He thinks to himself „Who could this person possible be? It could be about homework, but then again who would call me to ask about homework, I don´t know shit about it myself either.“
Clyde decides to answer the phone, he has come to a conclusion that it must be a prank call anyways, which he hopes would be at least very good.
He grabs be the phone with blank facial expression and says“ Yeah...Hello?“
Slightly familar voice answers to him and says“ Oh hey, dude! It´s me!“
„Me, who?“ replies Clyde with pure confusion.
The voice answers in a little hesitation „Oh right...Its me! Stan!This is Clyde,right?"
Clyde replies“Yeah...“
Stan doesn´t like the akward silence so he continuous „wow boy it sure has been years since I called you I guess?“ he laughs cheerfully.
Clyde bursts out laughing “"Oh shit! Dude, I didn´t even reconize your voice...you shouldn´t really smoke so much weed man, like I tell you once I-"
Stan is confused but he figures it´s probaly just Clyde´s way of greeting him so he replies „ What? No? Everyone knows Clyde that you steal from your uncle now and then weed, no need to brag about it!"
Clyde feels like his joke fell on it´s face, he is kinda nervous, he doesn´t really phone his classmates often, but he still keeps his cool and asks in very neutral voice“Oh cool...so whats up?“
Stan answers him cheerfully“Yeah, dude I was wondering if you would like to come to see the match!“
Stan´s voice tone changes slightly,he almost sounds now depressed „ I´d usally go with Kyle but he is the one playing today so..“
Clyde thinks to himself“Kyle?“ they are in the same team and yet here he is, if Kyle is playing then so should be he. He doesn´t think about it for too long, so he replies to Stan „"Uhhh...I don´t really know...I mean I don´t get along with Kyle really..."
Stan interupts him“ What? Why?“
Clyde says feeling little blue: „Well, we are in the same team, and he kinda seems to hate me.“
Stan giggles „Dude! No fucking way! That must be your imagination! Kyle doesn´t hate anyone if there isn´t a good reason. I can´t think of any reasons why he would hate you. After all, I don´t think he barely remembers you are in his team!“
Stan starts laughing“The other day me and Kyle were out and with your team and someone asked „Hey where Clyde!“ and Kyle looked so confused like who even is Cly-.“
Clyde interupts Stan with an resentful and fast words „Great, message me the place.“
Stan can´t finish his words so he says“Good By-“ when Clyde already had ended the call.
Stan thinks to himself that Clyde sounded angry. „Maybe I shouldn´t had said that“ he thought to himself.
He opens his phone and finds Clyde´s contacts, it has been long time since he texted Clyde so he leaves an rather formal message„Today at half past seven, at school´s gym, I´ll meet you there.“
Clyde replies instantly with just bare word“ Okey.“
Boys meet at the promised time and place. Stan greets Clyde and Clyde greets him back. They sit on the back of the benches. There seems to be rather lot people around, but theres still good 5 minutes till the game starts.
Clyde and Stan sit silently for some time.