summary: you & andy have war in detention to see who can annoy the other the most
Aim...
I lined up the crumpled up paper precisely and threw it through the air. It hit Andrew in the back of the head and I saw his shoulders tense. I snickered to myself.
He spun around in his chair, clearly annoyed. "I'd watch it if I were you." He snapped.
"Oh yeah? Or what?" I smirked, leaning forward in my seat.
He grabbed the paper I threw at him and swiftly threw it back. It hit me square in the face and now he was smirking.
"Taste of your own medicine." He spoke triumphantly. I stood up from my seat, ready to prove a point.
I snatched Bender and Claire's papers. Bender could care less, he was probably happy I was messing with Andrew. Claire on the other hand, let out a protest.
"Hey!"
"Oh please, like you planned on writing your paper." I crumpled up the papers and threw both papers at Andrew back to back.
"You're a real pain, you know that?" Andrew snapped. I crossed my arms, chuckling.
"What, so you can dish it but you can't take it?"
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