"You wear tights?"
Andrew turned around and looked at him.
"No, I don't wear tights. I wear the required uniform."
"Tights." Me and Brian said
"Shut up!"
I see Allison smirking, while drawing on the table. Claire turns around, then we here a noise coming from the hallway. Bender rushes to the seat between Claire and Andrew, and sits there acting like an angel. Bender starts making making weird noises then walks over to the door.
" There's not supposed to be any monkey business." Brian said
"Young man, have you finished your paper?"
He pops his Coller and looks into the hallway. When the coast is clear he starts messing with it.
"Come on bender don't screw around."
"What are you going to do?"
"Drop dead, I hope."
I threw my pencil, and it hit him in the face. And I started laughing along with Allison.
"Bender, that's school property there, and it doesn't belong to us. It's something not to be toyed with."
He walks over to me grabs my hand and puts the screw in it. I laughed, and put it in my bra. Then the door slams shut.
"That's very funny. Fix it."
"You should really fix that."
"Am I a genius?"
"No, your an asshole."
"What a funny guy."
"Fix the door, bender."
"Everyone, just shh. I've been here before. I know what I'm doing."
"No. Fix the door!"
"SHUT UP!"
"God, damn it! Why is that door closed?... Why is that door closed?"
"How are we supposed to know? We're not supposed to move."
He looks at claire.
"Why."
Oh god, we're gonners.
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