Right another short chapter! Sorry!

Anyway – anyone see Bones last night? I nearly cried - I was so depressed that Booth didn't get the girl! Must live on! But there's more episodes and I doubt Booth won't give up! Because he's Booth…

I'll stop by ramblings, and please enjoy. I really need some sleep *yawns*.

Reviews will make me happier and I can imagine that B&B are still together…

"Clyde!" Rani hissed. "You're bleeding!" her voice contained alarm and slight anger. The darker boy blinked, (he hadn't felt the knife knick at him when there was adrenalin coursing through him). His girlfriend – wow that felt good to say that! Grabbed his wrist and pushed his shirt sleeve up, revealing the elongated cut on his arm, blood dripping, and blending with the darkness of his skin. He hadn't felt the pain of the knife when it had nicked him because of the adrenalin rushing through his system, but now he could feel it very clearly. Pain shot through his arm as Rani gently pulled it straight.

"Clyde!" concern flitted through her voice at his arm. Ellis turned at the wrong moment, and saw the large cut looking worse than it actually was. A gasping scream left her mouth.

"What is it now?" the teacher asked annoyed, just wanting his students to get on with there work.

"Sir Clyde's in trouble," Roy struggled to find the right words.

"He always is," the teacher replied irately, but stalking over anyway.

"Rani," Clyde hissed. "I can handle the whole exterritorial stuff – but I don't like mine, or other's people's blood," he swallowed.

"Langer what's the…?" his teacher trailed off as he saw the cut in his students arm. "Nurse now," he pointed at the door. Roy had hurriedly got out his old gym shirt and was wrapping it tight around his friends arm as a makeshift bandage. "Rani, you're a sensible person. Take him to the nurse," he glowered at Clyde, showing no sympathy what so ever. "And make sure he doesn't get lost,"

The two quickly left the classroom, Rani following behind, avoiding the rest of the classes eyes on their backs, as they whispered rumors that were obviously going to spread. As soon as they were on their way and out of earshot of the classroom Rani spun around and interrogated him.

"What the hell happened?"

"I'll tell you as soon as this is done," Clyde winced. The two walked quickly to the nurses' office. The two stood in the one-person queue. The nurse looked at the pair expectedly, and Clyde held out his arm to show the long gash in his skin. Her eyes widened.

"Go into the boy's room," she instructed. "Take this antiseptic wipes and clean it, I'll be along in a second," Clyde nodded and took the wipes. Both went into the smaller adjoining room. Rani pushed the darker skinned boy onto the small bed and set next to him, ignoring his yelp of pain as she lifted the - now deep red – stained shirt, and started to gently clean his arm. She didn't watch as he winced as the antiseptic caught at his skin.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Mark had a knife," he stopped, as she looked up at him shocked, he swallowed. "Luke was up against the wall. I had to do somethin', I didn't even feel it prick me,"

"Fool," Rani bit out, still angry at his I'm-playing-the-hero-stunt. "Stupid fool!"

"Does this mean that I'm not comin' round tonight?" he winced she wiped some more of the blood away. Her answer was to roll her eyes. The nurse came back in, holding a bandage and a large dressing. She looked the cut over.

"At least it's not big enough to have stitches," she explained gratefully. "You'd better get going Rani," Rani nodded, and got up to leave, not once looking back.

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"What?" the sound of her new friend cut through her thoughts. "Did he tell you exactly what happened?"

Rani struggled to contain the anguish in her voice. "Yes, I can't believe he was playing bloody hero," she ran a hand through her hair as she sat in the small courtyard, reserved especially for the sixformers. She scrubbed her hand over her face. "I'm sorry I called-"

"No – it's okay. I'm as worried as you are, now about both of them,"

"Why does he always have to be such a prick?"

"What Luke?" her voice sounded surprised, and slightly hurt.

"No, Clyde – one minute we're… well, and the next he's being just," she paused to gather her thoughts.

"Have you guys," the question was left unanswered.

"Yeah,"

There was a small laugh down the other end of the mobile. "What just first base?" her teasing voice was trying not to snigger.

"Hey! Tick for tack," Rani countered. "I don't want to know what you and Luke have gotten up to,"

"Not much," her voice sounded embarrassed down the handset, and Rani's eyes widened.

"It's been three days – I didn't think that he'd-"

"No!" came the quick reply. "But he kisses like," there was a happy sigh, as she had obviously faded into a daydream.

"Earth to Maria," Rani grinned at her. "I wish I could feel that way about Clyde,"

"So you do fancy him?" her friend quizzed.

"I… don't know. He's very difficult,"

"He's been through a difficult time, deep down he's a really good guy, and loyal friend – you just have to work at it,"

"Yeah," the bell rang for the start of next period. "Anyway I've got to get going, nice talking to you,"

"Girls day out on Sunday?" The voice sounded slightly hesitant.

"Sounds good," she saw a teacher glower at her for using the mobile in the school premise. "I'm getting a death glare, so before I die I'd better hang up,"

There was a laugh. "Okay, see you, and go get him tiger,"

Rani couldn't help but smile. "See you," and she killed the call.

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There was a rapid knock on his office door, and Mr. Chandra looked up surprised. He paused, and covered the reports he was looking through, before answering the door.

"Come in," he instructed. The door opened to display the face of Clyde Langer. The head teacher covered his surprised look before leaning over (and trying to look intimidating). "What do you want, shouldn't you be at break?"

"Nope – I've already had enough free time – this is more important anyways," the teen replied. "I wanted to show you somethin'," he sat down without an invitation and pulled a object out of his bag. Now Haresh really couldn't keep the surprised expression off his face as he saw the switchblade sitting in front of them. It's silver shining dangerously in the light. "It ain't mine sir," the boy hurriedly explained.

He picked it up and examined the cool metal against his hands. "I doubt you'd show it to me if it was," he placed it back down on the desk. "Who had this?"

Clyde shifted in his seat, if he told Haresh Luke was never going to trust him again, he took a deep breath and looked at his hands. "It was Mark Finchly,"

"I see," the head replied, and he saw the uncomfortable look on the teens face. "Anything else? Like how you got the knife off Mr. Finchly?"

Clyde swallowed and looked down at his hands, and then it came poring out of his mouth like a waterfall, cascading down with mumbled excuses and anguish. "He was up against the locker, sir! I couldn't let him take my best friend… it's been goin' on since the summer – y'know the GCSE grades? He's scared sir, I've never seen him so scared, I had to get the basard of him Haresh!" right now he didn't care that he was in school, he could call the head what he liked. "He had the knife, I saw red, I couldn't let Mark get him," he breathed. "I'm already pissed over the fact that they've continuously taunted Rani as well, that's the reason I punched him on Friday, because he tried to touch her ass – no he touched it… I'm sorry sir but I'm the only person who really gets that privilege," he dared the teacher (and father of his girlfriend) to say anything different. "An' do you know what? They broke his rib yesterday – y'know, he had to tell Maria, and he still can't tell Sarah-Jane because he's scared about what she's gonna think of him," he stood, slamming down his hands on the table top, causing the pens to jump slightly, but Haresh only blinked, and kept his face stony. "D'you know what its like? When you try so hard to prove yourself to the people you love – your parents and friends? An' you still can't do it right? It's soddin' hard I'll tell you that, but Luke – he deserves none of this shit that the other boys are dealing out," he glowered at the head teacher. "You tell a single word to Sarah-Jane, and I swear you're gonna have to pay for a new car,"

Haresh looked at him. "Is that a threat?"

"I don't take anythin' lightly sir," the teen spat, and stalked out of the room, but was stopped as the head teacher called him back.

"Clyde,"

"Sir,"

"Do not think that I'm scared of you," he spoke slowly, Clyde was going to roll his eyes, but he stopped himself. "I won't tell Sarah-Jane," he paused. "And you've done a good thing,"

Surprised at the answer the teen looked at the head teacher. "Thanks sir," and left the room.

Hoped you enjoyed, I've made this one longer and shortened the next chapter, and plenty of Clyde/Rani (please don't call them Clani! XD)

Anyway I will update before the end of the holidays *sobs* about it being the end of the holidays.

Thanks,

LostLyra.