"OOH! I'M CLARK LANDERS. I GET IN TROUBLE A LOT TOO." shouted Clark, up on his toes.

Which really hurt.

As he twirled around, he stopped, then ran over to where the boy was hiding. "WHAT'S YOUR NAME??" he asked, standing beside him, however, he was still yelling. (It's unneccessary Clark! UN!) His blue hair was still standing up on end, for some reason. But oh well.