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The hand of an obese 4-year-old slams down on my table, causing me to look up.

I look up and see Eric Cartman.

"Craig Tucker." He starts in a sly voice.

"Tubby," I reply, keeping my same blank expression with him.

"Hey! No need!" Cartman squeals.

I roll my eyes and continue to stare at him.

"Anyway, Craig Tucker, I thought I'd come to you as you have a rivalry with Kyle in maths, correct?" He says, wiggling his eyebrows.

I look around the class to see Stan Marsh shaking his head no with pleading eyes.

Hm..

"Go on." I wave my hand, motioning for Cartman to continue.

Cartman pulls a massive grin.

"Can you steal his Math book and bring it to me at lunch?" He questions.

"What do I get from doing that?" I ask in return, no way I'm doing something for Cartman with nothing for me.

"He'll fail maths with no book, putting you at the top." He raises his eyebrows.

I shrug my shoulders.

"I'll see," I say before turning back to my work.

Cartman chuckles before waddling away.

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The clock ticks as Mr Brown talks about fractions.

I look over at Kyle Broflovski scribbling away in his book.

"Kyle!  Can you grab me a pen from Mrs Skarnks class?" Mr Brown asks.

Kyle looks up and then nods.

He then awkwardly shuffles out of his chair and leaves.

Mr Brown waves him off and turns back to the board.

I look around the class to see if anyone is watching.

Once everyone is staring at their books, I scoot over to Kyle's desk and snatch his book, causing two pens to fall on the floor.

The sudden noise in the quiet room made me quickly shove the book in my bag and slam my head on my desk.

"Fuck." I mumble, not moving my head.

I hear the door open but I continue to keep my head on my desk.

"Hey! My book! Where did it go?" Kyle started to look around his desk as I moved my head to look at him.

He looked me straight in the eyes and gave me an angry look as he continued to search around his desk.

Mr Brown started to look with Kyle before staring my bag down.

"Craig, may we talk outside?" Mr Brown asks.

I shrug.

"Come on." Mr Brown says.

Great, thanks Cartman.

I walk out of the class with Mr Brown and stand against the wall near the door.

"Can I look in your bag, Craig?" Mr Brown questions.

I roll my eyes and hand him the bag.

He opens it and looks inside to see Kyle's math book.

"Care to explain?" He gives me a stern look.

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