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Clyde lowered his eyebrows is disappointment that his teacher from the previous year didn't recognize him. She treated him like he was a side character in a cartoon.

"It's Clyde." He grumbled. He took a seat next to Lincoln.

The middle school's desks were majorly graffiti-coated. Among the doodles and writing on Lincoln's was the name Lynn Loud. Lincoln sighed. He had gotten Lynn's old sixth grade desk. This meant that he would also get the old textbooks with her graffiti.

"Do you think Lori sat here in the sixth grade?" Clyde swooned, his pupils becoming hearts.