Muffin bangs on the bathroom door. 

"Shit, man, hurry the hell up! You wanna get in more trouble?" Muffin banged again.

"Fine, fine," I walk out of the bathroom. "Damn, Muf. I thought your sugar babies loved bad boys."

Muffin rolled his eyes. "Suck it."

We headed towards Mr. Greyburn's office, and I heard Muffin mumbling to himself.

"Sugar babies, shit," he muttered. "Greyburn would be my sugar daddy if he ever saw me as sexy and not just a nuisance."

I laughed, scaring Muffin because he didn't think I could hear him.