(Clawd's POV)

The school day was over but coach let me stay after a little to practice. For about twenty minutes, I practiced long shots with a cart of basketballs next to me. The doors opened behind me and a small voice sounded.

"Umm, excuse me…"

I turned around to see Harley with glasses, a baggy sweater and a pair of jeans. For some reason, she wasn't loud or bold like she was through practice and the classes we had together.

"I was looking for someone but I can't find anyone" she bit her lip.

"School already ended almost half an hour ago, didn't you notice?"

She shook her head with her long ears waving slightly as a blush spread across her cheeks, embarrassed to not know something so obvious.

"Hey, how about we shoot some hoops? Your throw was a little off during practice" I smiled, tossing the ball to her.

She caught it but looked a little unsure about this, "O-okay" she put her backpack down by the door.

With a grunt, she jumped and threw the ball. The ball soared but missed the hoop entirely. What the…during practice, she surpassed nearly all of us, what the heck happened?

"Harls, wh-" she interrupted me.

"Harls? Excuse me but I've never met you before and my name is Harriet" she pouted.

"Wait a second, first, you came to practice and say you're Harley. Now, you say you're Harriet?" I was confused; did she have split personalities or something?

"Harley's my-" she stopped just as the doors opened once more but with a certain snake-haired boy walking through.

"Hey, I heard you were here. What the hell? Why did you yell at Cleo?" He nearly yelled.

"I didn't!" she started to look scared as she slowly backed away. "She's a nice person, sure, she's a little self-centered but I would never yell at her."

"I saw you in the creeperteria; you even tried to start a fight with her! Heath was right about you." his snakes hissed in rage.

"Please, that wasn't me! It was Harley!" she cried, frightened.

"Then where is she, huh?" I finally spoke up.

"I don't know; I came here to find her."

I glanced over at Deuce, seeing that he was merely seconds away from whipping off his glasses. For once, I had never seen him this angry.

"Please, I didn't do anything" she begged, about to cry.

"Hey! Get the hell away from my sister!" we heard a voice yell.

The next thing I knew, I was on the floor with my head aching horribly. My vision hazed, hearing being thrown off slightly as I laid there, stunned. What the hell just hit me? Once my vision focused, I could see a rabbit girl pinning Deuce to the ground with his arms twisted behind him and his face planted into the gym floor.

"Harri, you okay? Did these assholes do anything to you?" The girl asked.

"We need to talk!" the two rabbits ran off, the first one pulling the second one off of Deuce and out the door.

The two of us just looked at each other and said "What the hell?"

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