Both Clyde and the hidden girls who were watching felt the monster instinct coming from both boys.
"What are you doing here, Andy?"
"After you left me on the floor in the dust, I didn't want to be left wanting to return the favor. So when I left the hospital, I looked for you and registered at the nearest institution. Lucky for me, I hit the right one on the first try"
"It's time for revenge"
The girls, upon hearing this and seeing the orange-haired man, began to speculate.
"Who do you think that boy is?"
"He sure knows, Loud."
"He said something about a rematch—that he got out of the hospital and Loud left him on the floor."
"Did you notice he doesn't have arms?"
"Lincoln must have torn them apart."
"Girls, you must call the police, or the school will become a war camp."
The girls fled the place.
-Back with the boys-
Clyde noticed that Lincoln and Andy were really ready to start fighting. So as the voice of reason at that time, he decided to put his skin on the line and stop the conflict before it started. "Hey... I don't know what happened between you two, but I'm sure it's not something that can be solved with violence" Both boys turned to Clyde; he felt like a little mouse in front of two lions. Andy slowly walked towards Clyde and brought his face closer to his.
"It's none of your business, Four Eyes."
Clyde hated being called that. He clenched his fists and answered this time in a stronger tone of voice. "He's my friend, and if you mess with my friend, you're messing with me. Maybe you're taller and stronger than me. But don't think that's why I can't kick your ass."
Andy stared at Clyde and then started laughing. "Hahahaha. You have guts, kid. I like it." Andy put his arm on Clyde's shoulder. "You know. Everyone always thinks that because I don't have arms, I'm weak, and then they end up with broken bones. You're the first one to see me with respect and confront me too. I like you, chocolate; you have balls in place; I respect that."
For a moment, Clyde thought his bladder would fail to hold the liquid, but after a moment, it passed.
For his part, Lincoln remained reserved until he decided to speak up. "Hey, don't forget that your problem is with me. Do you want to fight or what?"
"Calm down, you blind man. Don't be crazy."
"But I thought you wanted revenge."
"Of course I want to, but that can wait. We are in a school. The sacred institution of learning must be respected."
"Wait. Are you seriously signing up here to learn?"
"Of course. You won't think I came just to look for you for the rematch, blind man. Don't think you're so special."
Lincoln denounced his resignation. "No way, I have to bear with you until graduation."
"That's the situation, blind man. Now how about we go to class?"
"What class are you in, Andy?" Clyde asked.
"In room 546"
"Oh great. Me and Lincoln go there too."
"Excellent. Let's go together." Andy puts his arms around Lincoln's and Clyde's shoulders. "Let's go, friends."
"Yes, Yuppie," Lincoln answered desperately.
Before Clyde entered, Lincoln and Andy stopped. "You two should wait here."
"Why?" Andy asked.
"New students need to be introduced and must wait outside to be called."
"Okay, we'll wait."
-Inside Classroom 546-
"Good morning to the new students this year, and to those who are repeating, I introduce myself. I am Professor Agnes Johnson."
Mrs. Johnson rose through the ranks from elementary teaching to high school teaching. Despite the years, she has not aged much; on the contrary, she has become very beautiful, like her colleague Di Martino. All thanks to the fact that she started exercising, eating healthy, going to spiritual retreats, and doing the occasional 'minor cosmetic correction'
"Today is the first day of school, so we'll be welcoming two new students. Andy Gervins and... Lincoln Loud? Wow, I haven't heard that name in years."
Upon hearing who the second new classmate was, the students started to complain because they already knew the false reputation that the albino had.
The boys, who heard their names, entered the room. The reactions were mixed. Partly because of Andy's condition and partly because of Lincoln's appearance, which even Mrs. Johnson admired.
"Wow. Well, he's changed a lot," the teacher thought, biting her lip.
The boys sat at the back of the room, and there was a girl who immediately recognized the albino. With a curious panda hat.
The class went normally, with Lincoln taking notes on a laptop with a braille keyboard and Andy drawing attention as he wrote with his foot. Without a doubt, he was the weirdest kid in the room.
For her part, Johnson did not take her eyes off Lincoln. She had known the boy since elementary school. She knew what kind of boy he was and was aware of the rumors that had been invented about him—rumors that she had obviously never believed. She never imagined she would be teaching the albino lessons again, and the boy became even more, in her words, "so delicious." The teacher shook her head as she got the typical sexual fantasy between student and teacher giving good grades in exchange for some quality time.
The class ended, and the boys went off to their next class. PE.
The coach was about thirty-four years old. Short hair and a trimmed beard. He was known for insulting his weaker students on the first day of school, regardless of whether they were girls or boys. Seeing Lincoln and Andy, he smiled.
"Fresh meat," the man thought.
Girls and boys line up in a straight line in front of the coach.
"Very good clowns. I heard there are new recruits in this group. Know that you can accept this new progressive bullshit, but here in my gym, it's bullshit. Here, I don't care if you're men or women, black or white, or transgender. "If you're weak, you can leave my gym right now and fail, or you can stay and cry after class like a certain person," he said, looking at a girl with brown hair, freckles, and long hair tied into a single braid. She obsessively stroked her hair to reduce anxiety.