"I can't believe I have to write an essay because I was late!"
"Serves you right,Derek. What's it about?"
"Who knows! Casey, I need ... inspiration."
"Look at me! I'm inspiration."
"Ha! Inspiration for grade-grubbing,maybe. Not for essays."
"Derek! Come on, you could write about hockey."
"Yeah, because I didn't think of that. Besides, hockey is for playing. Not for writing freaking essays"
"Well, I have to do my own homework,so good-luck."
"Hey, Smarti. What are you doing?"
"Cleaning and organizing my room, Smerek."
"Why?"
"Sasha told me to."
"Who's Sasha?"
"My new imaginary friend. Daphne got eaten by a dog."
"Oh. Well, have fun. See ya later,Smarti."
"Bye, Smerek."
"Still writing that essay, Derek?"
"Yeah,Casey."
"What's it about?"
"Smarti and her imaginary friends."
"Really? Why?"
"Because Smarti is inspiration, unlike some people I know."
"Hey! I tried to inspire you."
"Yeah. And failed."
"Oh, shut-up and finish your essay. Dinner is in ten minutes."