Saint sighed standing up "It means if there gonna call you a dog, Bare your powerful fangs at them and be the best damn dog you can be..." Saint looked back as he was asked the question of why he was friends with the boy. Saint didn't know what to say he looked down from the roof "I'm being a nice guy cause that's how my mom raised me...I thought the world was dark too my father use to beat me all the time, came home drunk and beat me, beat me cause I didn't drink like him." Saint sighed backing up some "I'm sorry if my being nice scared you but I hate when people are mean if they had balls they would leave you alone and pick on me...My mother raised me all by herself...she wants me to be nice she wants me to make friends for the right reason not because I have money...not because People like that I protect them..." Saint shook his head looking to Ray "Sorry I bothered you" he said before walking off the roof back down the steps and to his locker waiting there. He felt defeated and unwanted as a friend he shook his head before walking out the front door on his way home to his mother skipping the rest of his classes not bothering to look back to the roof.