Clyde sighed as his name was called. He got up and grabbed his folder and started heading towards the field, he had a bit of a disappointed look on his face, he had a high tolerance for drugs and nothing gave him the same feeling as it gave others. He pulled out the cigarette that Chantelle gave him, pulled out a zippo lighter and lit it. He smoked the cigarette as he walked out into the field. He spotted Chantelle and walked up to her.
"Hey, I'm here."