MD school

Sweet! *skateboards down hall* Try the pizza. Sometimes it's not burned.

Teacher:we're not asking for your plumber we're asking for your number. Uzi:yeah what the hell is wrong with you? N:just tell us your number. J:yeah just tell us your number. Lizzy:yeah just tell us. Rebecca and Darren:yeah just tell us. Thad:just tell us your number. V:yeah just tell us.

uh 67

Teacher:67? Uzi:that's a weird number. N:that's not even a number. J:that's a letter. Lizzy:yeah that's a letter. Rebecca and Darren:yeah that's a letter. Thad:yeah that's a letter. V:yeah that's a letter.

*Uzi blocks his path* Personal? Yeah right. *N fidgets nervously* N: Maybe he needs space? *Uzi smirks* Uzi: Space? We literally live in space!

*Uzi scoffs* Bite me, tin-can.

*I suddenly appear and bite her*

*Uzi jerks back, yelping* OW! WHAT THE-*N rushes over* Uzi! *V smirks* Called it. *Teacher sighs* ...And class is cancelled.