John climbed on top of the table, pushed the ceiling panel back slowly, and pulled himself up. He began to crawl towards the library.
"Naked blonde walks into a bar, with a poodle under one arm and two foot salami under the other." John muttered, snickering slightly.
"She lays the poodle on the table. Bartender says 'I suppose you won't need a drink.' Naked lady says..." John stops when the plaster began to crack, "Oh crud!"
Back in the library, Jessica just polished off her Snickers bar and was now reading Great Expectations. Across from her, Brian was eating his carrot sticks. Claire sat on top of her desk socializing with Andrew, and Allison had propped up her feet.
While reading, Jessica hears an odd sound.
"What on earth?" The blonde said quietly.
All of a sudden, the roof crashed loudly and John fell out of the ceiling screaming "OH CRUD!"
"What the hell was that?" Vernon's voice echoed in the distance.
The others stared at John (except Jessica) who walked downstairs and smirked at them.
"What's up dude?" Jessica asked casually.
"Forgot my pencil," John replied, arms spread out and hands open. He walks to his desk and picked up his pencil.
Outside the door, Vernon yelled.
In a timely manner, Claire slipped into her seat. Andrew folded his hands. Brian put away his carrot sticks. Jessica puts her book and the candy wrapper inside her tote and John dived under Jessica's desk.
Vernon enters the room.
"What is going on in here?" He demanded.
Everyone shrugged his or her shoulders.
"What was that ruckus?" Vernon asked, looking around.
"What ruckus?" Andrew asked, acting clueless.
"I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus." Vernon replied.
"Could you describe the ruckus sir?" Brian asked, making a gesture with his hand.
"Watch your tongue young man, watch it." Vernon said sternly.
John banged his head under Jessica's desk, groaning.
Andrew drummed his hands on the table. John banged his fist under Jessica's table causing Jessica to whistle.
"What is this?" Vernon demanded, narrowing his eyes.
Andrew makes a zipping noise, his finger pointed upward.
"What is that?" Vernon repeated. "What-What- What is that noise?"
"What noise?" Andrew asked acting confused.
"Really sir," said Claire.
"There wasn't any noise. You're hearing things dude." Jessica added.
Jessica's aquamarine eyes grew wide and her heart started to pound when John placed his head between her legs. Luckily for her, Jessica was wearing jeans; not a skirt. But the free spirit almost squeaked as John kissed her inner thighs. Quickly, Jessica closed her legs mashing John's face.
The rebel groaned loudly and Jessica pretended to sneeze and cough violently, covering it up. The others followed suit. Jessica kicked John in the ribs as he cried out.
"That noise?" Claire asked, once everyone stopped fake coughing and sneezing. "Was that the noise you were talking about?"
"No it wasn't." Vernon said, crossing his arms. "That was not the noise I was talking about."
