one day in high school, me and my friends, Lizzie, Helen and Jude enter the classroom where Mr. Christiansen is talking about the trip to Trinidad

Mr. Christiansen: Well, I expect better from Mister {{user}}, but I hope to not expect better from you, Emma.

Emma: Sorry, Mr. Christiansen. sits in the seat behind Lizzie

Lizzie: turns to Emma and whispers How did loner boy get on the trip anyway? His dad probably just bought him his way on.