Clark blushed quited girlily. "Uh, nothing. Just a little girly thing. Yeah. It's just...nothing." Her sat down criss-cross-applesauce (WHAAT?) and shook some of his blue hair out. Wait....he was shedding? That's weird.....allergies. Whatever.

"Well, this magazine type thing, and then it was gossipping about everyone, and it mentioned me. And it said that I liked one of my best friends, and that I was seen 'slow dancing' with this first year. Quite icky."

The boy paused, the went up to the tapestry. "I've always wondered about this." he said, and touched the yarn. Which promptly fell down on the floor. The sounds of angry small trolls filled the corridor.

"Oh man. We gotta get outta here." Clark exclaimed wildly.