Brett sits in front. Jake sits two seats behind Brett. Ashish sits in between them to the right. Steve sits on the left. There is a desk in the middle of them. Poor Legolas has to sit there, surrounded by dumb-asses. Legolas was not very pleased. They would always pass notes. Sometimes Legolas found the notes.
"The weird kid in front of me has ugly hair," Jake wrote one time.
"He's got funny ears," Brett replied.
"Sup my homies?" Ashish randomly asked.
"Duhhhh," Steve answered.
The four of them died one day, when Legolas became very angry with the notes. So he wouldn't get in trouble, he hid their dead bodies behind his bottle of hair gel that he brought everywhere.
"Can you teach us elvish grammar?" Legolas asked the teacher.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know elvish grammar. I do, however, know some elvish phrases. I will give you a printout at the end of class," the teacher answered, jumping around with excitement.
"Like I don't already know them?"
"By the way, where are the dumb-asses?" the teacher questioned.
"They're behind that bottle of hair stuff," an evil child answered.
Before she could accuse Legolas and throw pink stuff at him, an arrow was sticking out of her stomach, and she collapsed in her seat. The teacher was going crazy.
"In the books you're all nice and stuff!" the teacher cried.
"Well that was just Tolkien's opinion! Obviously he never met DarkHighElf113!"