Okay, I'd like to mention that I'm writing this on Malcolm McDowell's birthday (June 13). This is kind of a tribute to him for playing one of the best characters in film. Happy 70th birthday, Mr. McDowell! Also, I hope fans of both the book and the movie enjoy this!~

Alex DeLarge. One of the most controversial characters in literature and film. Many have proposed the idea that he has APD: Antisocial personality disorder. How did this happen, though? Well, you're about to see what out "Humble Narrator" never mentioned...

Alex DeLarge seemed to be perfect. He was an honor student, came from a good home, had wonderful friends. and was all around a great person to be around. He was everything Billyboy envied. Unlike Alex, Billyboy had miserable grades, lived in an abusive household, and didn't have any friends. These two were as far on the opposite side of the spectrum as possible. But how could something so pure become tainted?

Can't wait for class to end already. Alex thought to himself. Yeah, he was an honor student, but no one ever said that ALL honor students enjoyed school. In fact, Alex thought his intelligence was much more of curse than a blessing. He felt less like a person and more like a machine. Oh, the stress was killing him. It got so bad that he was even prescribed anti-depressants due to a suicide threat he made last fall. No one else knew of it other than his parents and the teachers. But now, he seemed to be better. On the outside, that is.

*ring ring*

Oh, thank God.

"Class is dismissed."

As soon as he heard those words, Alex grabbed his stuff and darted out of the room. Another quite weekend was ahead of him. He made a final stop at his locker before leaving. Just as he exited the building, he was stopped by Billyboy.

"Hello, Alex~" Billy smiled.

"I'm not tutoring this weekend," Alex retorted.

"I'm not asking for tutoring."

"Well, what do you want? You never call me by my first name unless you want something."

"Well, there's one thing..."

Great.

"Be my droog? I don't know how to ask 'cause I've never had one before," Billy blushed.

WHAT?!

Alex was in shock. If he knew his Nadsat correctly, then this awkward douche-bag had just asked for his companionship. He didn't know how to feel about that. Finally, he broke his silence. "Fine, just don't be so-" Annoying? "...close. I feel you breathing on me. And for the love of God, take a mint."

Billy was overjoyed. So much so that he gave Alex a bone-crushing hug.

"...can't'...breathe..."

"Sorry Alex," he apologized as he let go of the smaller boy.

He put his hand on Billy's shoulder. "It's okay. I've got to get going now. So, uh, bye."

Alex then proceeded to walk home. Until he was stopped AGAIN by Billyboy.

"Hey, Alex! Wanna walk home together?"

Alex took a deep breath before answering. "Fine, I guess, but isn't your house over there?" He asked as he pointed to the other side of the school.

"Well, yeah, but me Pee's working late tonight and Em's probably passed out on the couch, pyahnitsa as usual," Billy replied. There seemed to be a bit of sadness in his voice.

Alex was well aware of Billy's home life. In fact, most people were; it was evident in the bruises and cuts. No wonder this kid was so lonely.

"I see," he said as he gestured Billy to walk with him. Billy just stood there. "Well, are you coming or not?" Alex laughed.

"Wait for me, droogie!" Billy yelled as he caught up to Alex.

It seemed like the beginning of a beautiful friendship... How did it go wrong?