I rush from my sixth period class. I glance around in hopes of spotting my friends but I don't see them. So I keep going down the hall towards the cafeteria I finally see them. I can tell that they're looking for me by the way they keep looking around. I sneak up behind my friend Virginia and poke her in the lower part of her back. " ADAHFASFKS WHAT THE FUCK!!?". She yells as she whips around to face me, her auburn locks slapping me in the face. "Dude what the fuck?!," she nearly blows out my ear drums realizing who the culprit is. "You want me to knock yo' snaggle toothed ass out?!?" I can't help but snicker at the thought of her attempting to hit me. My humor is short lived when something is sent flying towards my face. I see it and dodge it only to end up with a knot on my head from thumping it on a nearby wall. "Shiiitttttt that hurt..." I hear Virginia giggling to her self. Most likely from the perfect karma that got to me. We all head to the lunch line and I grab a chicken burrito,water chips from the line and a bag of gummy clouds from the vending machine. I notice my best friend eyeing my candy so I give him one. Soon enough the bell rang signaling the end of lunch. I packed up my things and saved the rest of my candy while tossing everything else into the garbage can. Seventh period,one of the worst classes of my day, it's only because the teacher in that class likes to use me as an example of what do do and what not to do. Making me a topic of conversation that apparently never seems to die down. So, when I walk into the class he likes to make a show of it. Every. Single. Day. Today was a little different though. He wasn't here. Actually,there was no one behind the teacher desk. So the class just decided to keep talking. That is until the door burst open to show a very tall, lanky, disheveled, young man rushing through the door with papers flying out of his bag. " Hello class, my name is Mr.Amour. I will be your new science teacher." What in the actual fuck?