The next day during the time between third and fourth block when Amanda and Marty were suppose to be making their way to Mr.Senate's class they sat in the parking lot blocked by some cars. Amanda rested her head on Marty's shoulder as she slowly smoked a cigarette. She had woke up with a pounding head ache and a unwanted wake up call from Scott. Today she wore a pair of baggy grey sweatpants and a navy fleece sweatshirt, her hair fell down around her face as she took a drag.

"Senate's gonna give us shit for being late,"said Marty in a monotone.

"I don't care,"mumbled Amanda snubbing out her smoke on the ground,"Fine, let's go." The pair slowly got up and collected their books. They walked into the school and through the halls to the dungeon. They walked in well Harry was giving a lecture to the class on not doing their homework.

"Well it's good you two can join us,"said Harry.

"We try,"said Marty.

"Anyone here got drugs to make my head stop pounding?"moaned Amanda as she walked to her desk.

"Midol,"said Karen.

"That will more than do,"said Amanda as she took the bottle from Karen.

"I'll pretend I didn't see that,"said Harry,"Midol does consider under our no-drug policy rule."

"Well you try sitting there with a head that feels like it's been curb stomped twenty times and then you tell me about our no-drug policy,"said Amanda as she took out the midol,"Water anyone?" Tyler handed her a bottle of pepsi.

"Okay well did you two do your homework?"asked Harry.

"Read the story during Ms.Cook's class,"said Amanda,"Didn't do the questions though."

"Marty?"asked Harry.

"Nope,"said Marty.

"Well this is great, you are all seniors and you all need this class to graduate but none of you wanna do any work to pass,"said Harry,"What do you all just wanna end up here for another year?"

"Christ Mr.Senate back off the dance was last night,"said Tyler.

"And most of you were drunk and stoned out of your minds,"said Harry,"Do you see what you are doing? Do you even know why you're in this class?"

"Cause we're stupid,"said Tyler,"We know."

"No because this school wants to see you graduate and be successful so they gave you an adapted course since you didn't seem to wanna do all the work of the normal class. And a good portion of you can even seem to get by in this course,"said Harry stressfully,"Over half of you are failing. You need to start waking up to this, life isn't a game anymore."

"Man you just need to get laid,"said Tyler snickering. Others in the class started snickering, Amanda just sat back and waited for the midol to start it's effects and take away the pounding.

"Tonight I want a three page essay on why you didn't get your homework done for today,"said Harry,"Anyone who doesn't do that has failed fifty percent of this class."

"Mr.Senate that's not fair, I gotta work tonight,"said Karen.

"Well you shoulda thought about that before you got drunk and went to the dance,"said Harry.

"Man you don't need a three page essay for that,"said Miranda,"How many people here were at the dance and smashed?" Everyone including Amanda put up their hand.

"There Mr.Senate your three page essay in three seconds,"said Tyler.

"Tyler get out,"said Harry.

"What?"asked Tyler offensively.

"Get out I'm tired of your smart ass remarks, just get out go home I don't get; Go,"said Harry.

"Are you for real?"asked Tyler.

"Yeah now get out,"said Harry,"Go get laid so you don't turn into me."

"Mr.Senate,"said Amanda,"Just chill down a bit."

"I don't need to chill down,"said Harry loudly,"I need a class full of students who aren't going to jerk around. I have freshman who could outsmart most of you, and that is just frankly sad considering a good portion of you weren't smart enough to get through this the first time, what are you that damn demented you can see you need to get through this class? For Christ's sakes it's your second time around and most of you are failing." Amanda grabbed her binder and stood up, she hit Tyler on the shoulder and he stood up as well. They walked to the front and as she passed Harry she glared at him.

"Yeah we're just that fucking demented,"said Amanda,"Any of you other demented people wanna join me? Obviously Senate here just wants to diss us." Her and Tyler walked out the door, Harry closed his eyes and grimiced as he knew his words were wrong. Slowly people started gathering their stuff and leaving class until all that was left was Marty. Harry looked up and seen him sitting there.

"You might as well go,"said Harry.

"Mr.Senate don't go against AJ,"said Marty,"Encourage her, if you want the rest of the class to do their work get her to do it, she'll get Tyler and the two of them have a good majority of influence in this class. It'll work."

"I'm sorry, that speech wasn't directed to you this is the first time you haven't done your homework,"said Harry running his hand through his hair,"If you see AJ send her to my class please, I owe her an apolige."

"Sure,"said Marty as he grabbed his binder and left the class.

*********** Harry sat at his desk marking his morning block's test, he would get through marking one or two questions then his mind would wander back to his last block. He knew he had been harsh on them but he knew he had to be, they just weren't kicking their asses into even satisfactory mode and it bugged him because when he was in highschool he always believed that if most of the class was failing then it was the teacher's fault for not teaching them properly. Now here he was most of his class failing, he thought he was doing a good job, he had a good relationship with his students and he talked to them on their level and not above them like some of the teachers did but still it didn't get him anything.

Sighing he looked down at the uncountable mistake he had made marking a right answer wrong. 'I give up,' thought Harry pushing the papers away,'They're just gonna have to get over it and wait for their tests'. He leaned back in his chair and ran his hand through his hair wondering how many of his students would actually show up for last block the next day and how many of them would actually do the essay he assigned, not that he really cared for the essay it was a just a slip of the tongue more of a threat than anything.

"Hey," Harry looked up to see Amanda standing at the door, she had his jacket in one hand and a few papers in the other.

"Hey, come in,"said Harry sitting up. He was surprised to see Amanda there but not disappointed. Amanda walked in and over to his chair.

"Marty told me you wanted to talk to me,"said Amanda,"I brought you jacket, sorry for not giving it back I forgot." Harry took the jacket Amanda handed to him, he set it on the desk then looked back up at her.

"Here's the essay,"said Amanda handing him the papers. Harry took them and looked at them, sure enough it was a three page essay on why her homework wasn't done. He bit his lip, he felt like a fool he never expected her to do the essay but here it was.

"Thanks,"said Harry.

"Okay, well see you tomorrow,"said Amanda turning to walk away.

"Wait,"said Harry grabbing her sleeve. Amanda turned around back to him and looked down at him.

"I wanted to say sorry for today,"said Harry,"I wasn't directing it at you, it was unappropraite of me."

"It's fine,"muttered Amanda.

"No, I embrassed you in front of your peers, I should've talked to the people I was concerned with alone. I was just overly mad today,"said Harry shaking his head.

"Whatever, shit happens we all get bitchy. Hell your talking to a girl, I get PMS I know,"said Amanda Harry smiled at her as her face soften.

"But I want you to do me a favor,"said Harry.

"Sure,"shrugged Amanda.

"You've got a lot of influence and power in this glass,"said Harry,"Hell you walked out today and close to everyone followed. I need you and Tyler to set an example for me, you both are doing your second year of the twelvth grade and I think once the others start seeing you taking things seriously other will follow."

"So you want me and Tyler to be nerds?"asked Amanda.

"No, even if you fake it and act like you give a shit that's fine with me,"said Harry.

"I guess,"said Amanda.

"So did you get caught last night?"asked Harry.

"No but I got the wake up call this morning, there's nothing like waking up hung over with my dad at the door going it's wakey wakey time,"said Amanda rolling her eyes.

"Ah the dream wake up call,"said Harry laughing.

"Yeah and there's nothing like going through your day looking like shit,"said Amanda as she hopped up and sat ont he desk.

"You look fine,"said Harry.

"I look like shit, no make up, nothing, just big old clothes,"said Amanda.

"You beautiful in anything,"said Harry smiling. Amanda laughed slightly and looked down at her lap as she blushed. 'oh my god am I blushing?' thought Amanda slightly as she sat there.

"Thank you,"said Amanda softly,"Geesh now I feel like I have to get everyone to be good."

"You don't have to but I'd appericate it,"said Harry,"As a teacher I can only go so far, it's truly their peers who run the place."

"Well I dunno from what I hear you're a pretty wild teacher,"said Amanda,"Did you really shoot off a gun in glass?"

"Guilty,"said Harry,"It was blanks."

"Dude, that's nuts do that to this glass and I won't come back,"said Amanda.

"Nah I got too much shit for that one,"said Harry.

"Okay well I gotta get going,"said Amanda hopping down off the desk,"See you tomorrow."

"Thanks, it's good we've got this. I don't things getting in the way and putting things between us, you can come to me for anything,"said Harry. Amanda smiled and leaned down to his eye level.

"I know, anything,"said Amanda winking. Amanda turned and walked out of the class leaving Harry alone.