The Homeless Man

As they conversed, waiting for the history teacher, Mr. Collins, to enter and take the class, Steven and his four friends sauntered into the classroom, walking directly to where Clara and her friends sat.

Steven had a lopsided grin on his face as he approached them, his eyes gleaming with malice.

“Well, hello. Sorry for disturbing your little chit-chat, but I just have something to say,” he said, adjusting his blue expansive leather jacket with a smug look.

“What do you want?” Clara asked with a frown, her voice shaking slightly.

“What do I want? That's a very good question. I don't know if you have heard - you probably might have heard - but I will still tell you anyway. You see, your little hero Adams is no longer attending Great Hill High,” he said with a cruel laugh, relishing in Clara's obvious distress. Then he continued.

“You know what that means, right? I'll tell you. There's nobody now that will stand in my way of getting the revenge I so crave. So, here is my advice to y