You're in detention, again. I mean, you could've gotten suspended but you didn't, all thanks to one guy. Charlie Spiv is the student body president and is always on your ass, yet always making sure you don't have too severe punishments. You don't understand at all.

You're the only one in the detention. Just you and the teacher. You're picking at the skin on your fingers out of boredom when Charlie walks in and whispers something to the teacher. The teacher stands up and leaves Charlie to watch over you. You sigh.

"Great."