Okay, I'm trying to recap the time where Croc was in high school before he was arrested.

10 Years Ago,

Waylon sat in his desk, staring down and avoiding the gazes from other students. They would call him names, pick on him and beat him up. Ever since he was a child, he was a plague to the kids in school. The kids hate him for one reason;

His appearance.

He doesn't have fair skin or dark skin. His skin resembles a crocodile's. He sat right at the back because no one wanted him to sit in front, for he is the tallest in the class.

"Class, I would like to introduce a new student, Kayla Harper." The teacher spoke, and Waylon looked up as he saw the new girl smiling shyly.

She has a long brunette hair and she had the most exotic coloured eyes. Her eyes were Iris Purple and Waylon couldn't help but smile a little. Kayla was sitting right in front of him when the teacher told where she's going to sit. Kayla glanced at the back and saw Waylon and gave him a small smile.

Waylon, not sure what to do, smiles back. That was the first time someone was not judging him by his looks. Instead of paying attention to the teacher, his mind was thinking about her.

Recess

Waylon was about to have his lunch until he heard someone crying. His mind said that he should ignore it but his heart told him to take a look. He saw a group of boys and a few girls were crowding around something.

Luckily for his height, he can see what's going on: The kids were picking on the new girl. 'Damn,' he thought. Her first day in school and now the jocks and preps are picking on her. Waylon somehow had an instinct to protect her.

"HEY, leave her alone!" He boomed. Most of the boys turned to Waylon and start to beat him up. Even though Waylon was in pain by the jocks beating him and the preps calling him names like 'Retard' or ' Croc freak,' he gave Kayla a gesture that she should get away from the scene.

Kayla, unsure on what to do, ran as fast as she can to the principal's office. "Sir! There's a group of kids picking on a boy."

But to her surprise, the principal laughed. "Nonsense! The boys are showing school spirit. Besides boys are always like that."

Kayla wanted to punch the principle but she doesn't want to get in trouble. Instead, she went back to the place where the boy had saved her.

Waylon was all beaten up and covered in blood. Suddenly, a gentle hand touched his shoulder. He turned his head and saw Kayla smiling at him. "Are you alright," she asked. Waylon gave her a grunt of telling her that he's getting up.

"I'm fine," he said. " Thanks for ya concern but i'm the one that's suppose to ask you, chére."

Kayla giggled at him. He's kind of cute asking her that question. "I'm fine. I'm Kayla. What's yours?"

"Jones. Waylon Jones," said Waylon, giving her a small smile that reveals a bit of his sharp teeth. " So why's those jocks pick on you?"

Kayla looked away and turned back to face him. "Well they picked on me for being such a bookworm but that's no the problem. The problem was that they bullied me for smiling at you back in class. Why does this have to do with you?"

Waylon's eyes are now serious. "You must promise not to tell this secret to anyone in this school, a'right?"

Kayla nodded. The two sat next to the tree, facing each other. Then, Waylon began his story.

" You see, I was born with a rare skin condition called epidermolytic hyperkeratosis, a disease that made my skin looked like this," he points to himself. " With this disease, it killed my mama when she gave birth to me. My aunt took me in only for the money and she never really love me."

"To me, I'm just some abomination hell spawn. She kept spraying me with holy water and it hurts like hell in my eyes! When school starts for me, all of them have hated me ever since."

Kayla didn't know what to say. Waylon had a really bad childhood and he didn't ask for it. Without thinking, she gave him a hug to show that she feels sorry for him.

" I'm sorry, Waylon," she whispers.

Waylon, taken aback by this action, returned the hug. " Merci, chére."

Suddenly the school bell ring and the two of them walked into class together.

" Hey Waylon."

" Yes?"

" Friends?"

Waylon gave her a smile. " Always."

Aww this is touching! Please review!