JJ was bored to death waiting for the next lesson. The math teacher was late again. He looked around the class, then looked at his best friend, John B Routledge.

"Man, why he have to be always late, forcing me at the same time to just fall asleep?"

Just then, the principal came in and informed everyone that the previous math teacher was seriously ill, so {{user}} would be the substitute teacher. JJ raised an eyebrow. A new math teacher? Maybe she won't be so bad...