Hey peeps, you remember that story about Emily Loren? well if you don't go read it. I decided that I needed to give Clyde a little more air time... or read time... no wait writing time... you know what forget it I just want to write about Clyde. Anyway enjoy!

Chapter 1: Before

"Name?"

"Clyde Xander."

"Age?"

"17."

"Do you currently have your driver's license and ID."

"Yes I do."

"Where are you currently living ?"

"On Arapice Island."

"Well Mr. Xander we will call you with further information on this job interview, thank you."

"No, thank you."

Clyde got up, Shook the mans hand, and walked out of the interview. When he walked through the door he saw a man waiting for him.

"So how did it go son?" The man had asked.

"It went well dad." Clyde replied.

"I'm glad that your making your own path instead of waiting for me to pass down the company like your brother."

"Yeah."

The two entered a black Status Quo to be accompanied by another male figure.

"So Clyde how did it go."

"It went well Noah."

"Good."

The ride home was silent. When they arrived to their home on Arapice Island Clyde was the first one out. He was stopped by the voice of his father...

"Clyde don't forget tomorrow is your first day of school now don't forget to get your things ready."

"Yes dad." And with that he ran up to his room. His room was a messy 13 x 12 Bedroom with a bathroom and walk in closet. Even with the room the closet provided he had no time to clean all the clothes that covered half of his room. All he really did that summer was sleep, wake up, eat, look for a job, come home, eat once more, bathe, sleep, and repeat the cycle. All he did as he entered his room was lie on his bed and think about the day to come. He fell asleep breaking the cycle, sleeping for the day to come.

In his dreams he saw a girl calling for him. She had long black hair, light blue eyes, and a face no one could forget. As he stared at the girl she got closer and closer...

"Clyde..." She called. "Clyde... Wake up... Clyde WAKE UP!"

Clyde opened his eyes to the sight of his brother.

"What?"

"Your going to be late for school!"

"Oh Shit!"

Clyde rushed out of bed grabbed some clean clothes and ran to the bathroom.

"Crap I am going to be late for school!"

He ran out of the building to a Phoenix parked outside, hopped in to start the car, and left. Clyde had gotten to school with 10 minutes to spare. He parked the car and ran to his first class. As he ran he accidentally bumped into someone and they both fell.

"Hey can you watch where your going."

"Well it's not my fault you wer-"

He stopped to look at the girl. She had long black hair, Light blue eyes and the same face from his dream. He stared at her for a few seconds until...

"Um hey dude, you wanna get your hand off my chest I think people are getting the wrong idea." She announced making Clyde snap out of her trance.

"What?"

"Your hand..."

Clyde looked down and quickly took his hand off of her. He brought himself up and looked at her, then put out his hand.

"Umm no thanks, I can help myself up." She got up and backed away from him.

"So whats your name ."

"Hey I didn't mean to touch you, we just fell into a weird position. Anyway my name is Clyde Xander, sorry about that."

"Well Clyde, you know what happens next."

"What are you talking about?"

"You become my slave until I graduate high school."

"What!"

"You heard me."

"I'm not going to be your slave."

"OK then I'll just have to talk to the principal."

"Fine, OK... I'll do it." Clyde sighed. "What do you want me to do?"

"Well first I want you to tell me where this room is."

"Thats... thats my first class."

"Good lets walk together, the bell is going to ring soon."

Clyde spent all day doing the girl's bidding. He stayed with her the whole day, taking her to classes, getting her all the things she wanted, when he realized he didn't even know her name. Who was this girl and what the hell did she want with him. It was finally the end of the day and he waited for her in front of her last class. She walked out and looked at him.

"Well what do you want?" She asked.

"I've spent all day doing what you want but I never got your name."

"Well it's about time you asked my name. I've been waiting all day for you to ask. My names Emily Loren."

"Loren? As in Phillepe Loren? Your Phillipe Loren's daughter?"

"Exactly" She said as she walked away.

He just watched her walk away. What the hell did he get himself into, He just became the bitch of a gang leader's daughter. Well he's screwed...