Clayton Whiteheart

Sorry this is late, but I feel I owe it to Clay to at least write a little something about him after what he wrote about me. I wish I was as creative and could write such a great tale about Clay as he wrote about me. (I am awaiting further evidence to prove his prophecy, which I am hoping to be true!) I never really knew Clay until this year, and found out he's a pretty cool dude. Clay sits next to me and has some good stuff to say, sometimes humorous sometimes interesting, and sometimes I don't hear what he says so I kind of nod my head and chuckle or smile because I know whatever he said it was worthy of a nod or a chuckle either way. He once gave me a good portion of a chocolate bar which I graciously excepted and ate rather quickly, as Clay patiently savored each small square of his portion. Clay is a very likeable guy once you get to know him. I don't think he really cares what too many people think about him, and that is  one thing I admire about him. I tend to catch his communications usually with Keaton or Abby, not so much to listen but to act like i'm not being a loner, because most of what they say is random and I assume inside jokes, I am not sure.  If Clay were an animal he would be an otter, mostly because he has a sweatshirt with an otter on it, and thats what I think of when I think of Clay and animals. Clay is a very interesting neighbor, he's an awesome guy.