"RICHARD!" Richard quickly sits up, and acts like he wasn't sleeping a few seconds ago.
"Uh- ueh, yes?" He says groggily.
"What is Global Warming caused by?" Asks Mrs. Grelli a for the second time.
"Uh, hot stuff?" Richard sarcastically answers, followed by the roar of laughter from his classmates.
"Your soooo immature!" Says Sassy Sally standing up from her seat. "Global Warming is caused by many things, one of them being dumb asses like Sleeping Beauty over here littering the air with stupidity!"
"How about you shut that white hold of yours, Sally?" Intervenes Andrew.
"EH!" she says, taking a seat.
"Both of you to the Principal's Office, NOW!" says Mrs. Grelli, sternly. Richard reluctantly stands up and heads out into the hallway, followed by Sally.
"Now all because of YOU, I have to miss my favorite class!: complains Sally.
"It wouldn't be your favorite class if you weren't the teacher's pet! Ol' Grelli's prob'ly callin the Principal right now, telling him to excuse you back to class!"
Sally spins around and stomps down the wide, long hall down to the Principal's Office, as Richard follows. But, just as he passed the restroom, he quickly dashed into it. Of course, knowing his luck, Pablo and Juan are in there, ripping off some other kid with their crap deals on Fun-Dip.
"Yeah thanks guys!" says the clueless Freshman exiting the restroom, with a hand full of ghetto crack in fancy wrappings.
"Well, look who it is!" Pablo starts.
"Rick the runt!" adds Juan.
"Hey, you know you guys can get arrested if someone snitches to the cops?" Richard threatens.
"For what? Selling Fun-Dip?" asks Juan.
"You guys aren't fooling anyone. Stuffin crack into Fun-Dip packs, and selling 'em for ten dollars a pack, sayin its gunna change your life forever!" Richard rebukes.
"Eh? I don't understand your gringo language! Doesn't matter anyway! We going back down to America on Winter Break tomorrow!" says Pablo.
"Screw you Mexicans," Richard says, leaving to his last class, from hearing the bell chime.
"Freakin' Canadian!" replies Juan.
"WE'RE IN FREAKIN VANCOUVER!" Richard yells, not stopping. "Of course you'll see Canadians."
"Your stupid Canadian words can't fool us!" Pablo says, followed by saying something in Spanish.
"RICHARD!" screams Mrs. Grelli from down the hall. " I TOLD TO GO TO TH- AHH!!!" she stops, being mauled by a Polar Bear, leaping through the window.