After some time, Bender opened the library door and peeked outside to see if the coast was clear of Vernon. Vernon had to leave his office to clean up a mess he made with his own lunch. Once he was gone, the six teens hurried out of the library.

Bender and Claire walked next to each other, Brian and Andrew were walking next to each other, Samantha walked behind Bender and Claire, Allison was behind them, quietly following. While walking, Andrew took glimpses at Samantha, who was still mad at him for what he had said earlier.

"How do you know where Vernon went?" Claire asked. "I don't," Bender says. "Do you know when he'll be back?" she asked again. "No," Bender replies, "Feels good to be bad, huh?"

"What's the point of going to Bender's locker?" Brian asks Andrew. "Beats me," Andrew replied, shrugging his shoulders. "Aren't we going to get caught?" Brian asked. "I dunno," Andre said, starting to get annoyed with Brian. "Then, what're we doing?" Brian pressed on. "You ask me one more question, I'm beating the shit out of you," Andrew snapped, walking forward until he was beside Samantha.

Eventually, the group of six made it to Bender's locker. It had black writing on it from a marker that read, 'Open this locker and you die, fag!' It was accompanied by a miniature noose. When Bender opened it, a small guillotine dropped down. "Jesus, you're a slob," Andrew commented.

"Well, my maid's out of town," Bender said sarcastically. He reaches into his locker and pulls out a brown bag of weed. He unwrapped it until it was nothing but a small plastic bag. "Drugs?" Brian said in confusion. Andrew got flared up again when he saw the weed. "Screw that, Bender! Put it back!" he scolded, only to be ignored by Bender and started walking away.

Brian was in shock that Bender stored drugs in his locker. The others had followed behind him. Samantha glances over her shoulder and sees Allison steal Bender's padlock from his locker. "We'll cross through the lab," Bender announced as the group walked through the hallways.

"You better be right. If Vernon cuts us off, it's your fault, asshole!" Andrew spat. "Don't get us all turned around," Samantha added, having to agree with Andrew. They make it to another hallway and see Vernon. They quickly turned around and ran in the other direction.

Andrew grabbed ahold of Samantha's hand as they kept on running. They kept running through the corridors, trying to get back to the library, only to get cut off by Vernon. Every time they saw him in the halls, they'd have to turn back around and find another way back. They even ran down a couple of flights of stairs.

Eventually, Bender skidded to a stop. "Wait! Wait, hold it! We need to go through the cafeteria," he suggested, but Andrew quickly shot the idea down. "No, the activity hall," he said, still squeezing Samantha's hand. Bender had been told that he practically lived in detention but was contradicted with something like this.

"Hey, man, you don't know what you're talking about!" Bender scowled at Andrew. "No, you don't know what you're talking about!" Andrew snapped back, "Look, we're done listening to you. We're done listening to you," Andrew, Claire, Brian, and Samantha run back the way they came. Bender and Allison soon followed after a shrug of their shoulders.

They ran down another corridor, only to be cut off by another closed gate. "Shit!" Andrew cursed angrily. "Great idea, jagoff!" Bender shouted. Andrew twisted around to face him and he shouted, "Fuck you!" "No, fuck you! Why didn't you listen to John?" Claire yelled. Samantha rolled her eyes at this.

"Pretty sure we'd get caught if we went in the direction he said," Samantha added, knowing that they'd be caught if they had gone through the cafeteria. "We're dead!" Brian cried out, ignoring the argument between them.

Bender looks at all of them before making a big decision. "No, just me!" he says, quickly stuffing the drugs down Brian's pants. "What the hell are you doing?" Samantha exclaimed, looking at him in confusion. "Get back to the library, keep your unit on this!" Bender retorted.

Bender then starts to run down the corridor while singing loudly, "I WANNA BE AN AIRBORNE RANGER…" He was smacking the locks while running away. The others start to run back to the library while Bender kept Vernon distracted.

Bender was shooting a basketball into the net when Vernon found him. Needless to say, he was very pissed off. The others had made it into the library, sitting in their seats as if they had never moved.

Samantha was sitting between Andrew and Claire, Brian sat in his seat and so did Allison. While they waited, Samantha looked at Andrew, feeling bad for snapping at him earlier. Sure, she had every right to be mad at him for what he said, but the way she felt about him now showed she didn't want him to feel guilty.

Bender entered the library with Vernon behind him, pushing him roughly. How did this man keep his job if he's laying their hand on the students there? No one here could understand it.

"Get your stuff! Let's go!" Vernon hissed angrily, "Mr. Wiseguy here has taken it upon himself to go to the gym. I'm sorry to inform you, you're going to be without his services for the rest of the day," Bender sat down at his desk and mocked Vernon, "B-O-O H-O-O!"

"Everything's a big joke, huh, Bender?" Vernon spat before speaking again, "The false alarm you pulled Friday, false alarms are really funny, aren't they?" They knew false alarms weren't funny. They wouldn't believe John thought so either.

"What if your home… no, what if your family," Vernon started, trying to find Bender's buttons, "What if your dope was on fire?" Bender leaned back with his arm resting on the back of the chair. "Impossible, it's in Johnson's pants," Bender replied simply.

Brain's head snaps up and his eyes bug out of his head, making both Andrew and Samantha laugh. "You think he's funny? You think his little act is cute? You think he's bitchin', is that it?" Vernon spat at the two. "Look at him, he's a bum like Mathews. You go visit them in five years! You'll how goddamned funny he is,"

Samantha breathed in a breath of anger. She's had enough of this asshole thinking he's got the right to bully them just because he's their vice principal. Vernon saw the anger on Samantha's face and said, "You wanna say something, Matthews?"

Andrew couldn't calm her down enough to keep her from blowing up at him. "You don't know nothing! You call yourself a vice-principal? Psh, I don't believe it. You are such a fucking bully! Why do you gotta put down others? Because it makes you feel good about yourself? Because you think you're gonna get respect because of how you treat them? Well, you can go fuck yourself," Samantha spat coldly.

The library fell silent by Samantha's words. They didn't expect her to have a sharp tongue on her like that. Andrew puts a hand on her shoulder, keeping it steady. Samantha was angry so she couldn't help the words flying out of her mouth.

"Do you realize who you're speaking to, Matthews?" Vernon threateningly said. "Yes, I do," she bluntly said, "And I thought we were here to give you a fucking attitude adjustment. But I guess we were both wrong,"

"Careful what you say, you punk-ass bitch! I may have to call your parents and tell them how much of a naughty little shit you were," Vernon threatened. "Go ahead, see if I give a shit," she spat bitterly at him. Vernon was about to do something but Andrew stopped him from doing anything.

Vernon sighs and says, "Anything like that again, I'll have you here for the next two Saturdays," He went back to Bender and grabbed his shoulder. Bender throws the man's hand off of him and shoots upwards. "Keep your fucking hands off of me! I expect better manners from you, Dick!" he shouted as he walked forward.

He then gives Andrew his sunglasses and says, "For better hallway vision," They both leave the library, but not without Bender pushing stuff from the front desk onto the floor.