The punch line wasnt my idea, but it was on the internet therefore it's free game. I've been out of the writing world for a while, just havent had the time nor will. Please review to let me know if my 15 minute little project was worth the time. Thanks.

Roy walked into his AP Chemistry class already in a bad mood. Last night had been ugly, and not just because the criminals got away and no one got any sleep. It was also unpleasant because all the electricity in Star City got shut off and Wally complained the whole time because Doctor Who wasn't going to record. Roy didn't understand the obsession; sure it was probably a great show, but juggling Once Upon a Time, Sherlock, and The Mentalist along with a new show? Aint nobody got time for that.

Needless to say, Roy's brain wasn't running in full gear that morning. When he walked into the class nobody was in their seats and the teacher was sitting at the desk with a cup of coffee and a note pad. Roy didn't really care what anyone else was doing, but he was even more annoyed when he noticed Jeff Jorgenson and Penny Hue blocking the path to his desk.

Roy stood there for a second, waiting for them to notice him and move, but they were deep in a disgustingly intimate make out session. Roy rolled his eyes. He wasn't about to try and shove past them. It would be awkward. Past experience guaranteed this.

"Excuse me?" Roy said with a sharp note in his voice. He definitely was not in the mood for this today. All he wanted was to get to his desk and sleep the rest of the day.

Jeff removed himself from Penny to look challengingly at Roy.

"What's your problem dude?" Jeff scoffed.

Roy narrowed his eyes. He was usually rude anyway, but 26 hours without sleep enhances those things in a person. "Right now, you are." He replied tensely. At this point they were starting to gain some attention, even the teacher looked up to see if she might need to intervene.

Jeff only smiled. "Relax man. Maybe if you had a girlfriend like mine you wouldn't be so cranky."

"Oh please," Roy scoffed and rolled his eyes, "You're girlfriend has 67 protons." Just as he had expected, everyone's heads turned to the poster on the wall of the periodic table. The element with 67 protons is holmium, for which the chemical symbol his Ho. The teacher was the first to choke out a laugh.

Roy when home that evening with a newly blackened eye, but it was worth it to see the look on that moron's face.