Chapter 11:

If anything, he did not expect Thursday's tutoring session with Wendy to be...a talking session.

Not one bit.

"Hey Clyde, about last week's session. Can I ask you a question?"

Clyde nodded putting his pencil down after doing some equation problems and then faced her.

"Uh, sure. What's up Wends?"

'Please tell me she did not notice how I was behaving. Or worse don't tell me about wh-'

"What did you think when the teacher told you about your grade?"

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He could have sworn the temperature in the room they were in turned cold.

Clyde swallowed before answering clearly not wanting to answer that question he was avoiding, "Why the sudden need to know Wendy?"

"Because I'm your friend Clyde. And I want to help you." Wendy said giving him a reassured smile.

Clyde cringed then chewed on his thumbnail. '...It's not like I want your help, it's just...I don't know what to do with myself in these situations...'

Not daring to meet her gaze, he pulled his thumb out of his mouth and replied, "Well...It came out as a shock to me. But I wasn't expecting that my grade was low."

"...I see. But you're getting better at the things we've covered Clyde. I think you'll have your grade up by next week." Wendy exclaimed.

After she said that, Clyde glanced up at her then asked surprised, "Really? You think so?"

The raven girl nodded chuckling."Yes, really Clyde. I showed the math teacher your work from Tuesday and she said that it was remarkable on how you showed your work process on the equations."

Still wanting to make sure this wasn't all a joke, he continued to ask."She said that?"

"Yes, Clyde. Why are you surprise? It's like you've never heard a teacher compliment you before."

Clyde laughed nervously, "I rarely hear these kinds of things. I guess you can say I haven't really heard a teacher compliment me, heh."

Wendy nodded in understanding then looked over at his worksheet and pointed at it, "Are you done with that?"

"Yep, all done."

"That's good. I think we are done for today." Wendy said beginning to pack all her stuff and collecting his worksheets.

Clyde agreed and began to pick up his backpack and stand up but was stopped when Wendy spoke.

"Oh, and Clyde?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry about last week."

Clyde bit the inside of his cheek when he remembered what she was talking about. It really wasn't her fault, mostly it was his's fault for snapping at her.

"Don't sweat it Wends. It was actually my fault, so we're cool. 'Kay?"

The ravenette nodded, "Okay. See you next week Tuesday!"

Grinning, Clyde replied stepping outside. "See ya'!"


Instead of going home, he headed towards Stark's Pond.

Shifting his backpack as he walked, he glanced at the water in thought, "Still looks the same as always...Never changes." He whispered to himself shaking his head with a small smile.

Clyde turned his gaze towards the whole area. When he spotted the bench near him, he put his backpack on it and silently stared at it for a couple of seconds before going back to looking at the water a few feet away from where he stood.

"Remembering the old days Clyde?"

Clyde flinched. 'Voice...'

"Come on, it's okay to speak to me."

He heard the voice chuckle as of it was normal to talk to each other.

Taking a deep breath, Clyde replied, "...I know."

"Would you like to speak face-to-face Donovan?"

"I…" Clyde stopped, unable to speak his mind."How can we-"

The voice suddenly snickered no letting the brunette finish his sentence.

"Easy, Clyde. You saw me before actually."

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "I-I never saw you..."

Amusingly, the voice spoke answering him, "How about you take a look at the pond?"

Clyde turned his gaze towards the small lake biting his lip unsure if he should listen to them...But he wanted to know what they looked like. He hesitantly took a couple of steps closer to the water, stopping when he was close enough.

"Good boy."

He cringed at how amused they were sounding.

"...Okay, I'm looking at the pond but I don't see you."

"Maybe you should look at the reflection of the water. I'm right there Clyde."

His eyes traveled down at the water and squinted his eyes a bit taking a look but then they widened in shock.

He saw...himself? But it was a splitting image of him...he saw a brown-haired boy but with brown eyes that looked reddish from the amount of light the area had as his own eyes were emerald. Taking a closer look, the other looked back at him blinking as well as him.

As he stared confused at his reflection, keeping his voice steady, "...That's what you look like?" He asked quietly.

He heard them chuckle seeing his reflection answer smirking at him, "Yes, Donovan. My name is Eddy Elce."


A/N: Honestly I have no idea where this is going. But I'm working on it ^^. Review! It'll make my day c;