May 14th, 2002

"Idiots. You're all idiots." Harvey said. "I don't know why I bother teaching all of you. You don't listen. You sit here wasting my time and your time when you could be going smoking up. Don't think I don't know what you guys do between classes. You're acting the same as you did in the seventies. You're in the bathrooms smoking pot. The wacky tobbacy. Mary Jane. I know. All you drug induced idiots should have your bodies go into shock. You're not worth all of this trouble. You're waste air and space when smart people could be sitting here. You're all a big disappointment. You'll be flipping burgers for the rest of your lives and when you're forty-five and still frying fries, you'll realize how bad your life is and kill yourself. You'll commit suicide. What a bunch of pathetic ingrates to commit suicide. You should be ashamed of yourselves." The students stared at him.

"Mr. Lipshultz, You're a teacher and teachers are suppose to talk with students like that." Debbie frowned deeply, "Maybe if you showed a little more respect for your students and eased your tests up a bit, we'd do a little better."

"Ease up? The world doesn't ease up. The real world. Get used to failure and disappointment." Harvey said.

"You have no right to talk to us like that." Debbie said standing up.

"And you have no right to talk to me like that spear chucker." A few students gasped. Debbie's eyes widened, "Go to Mr. Harper's office now."

"My pleasure!" Debbie said gathering her things.

* * *

"He what??"" Steven stared at Debbie. "I will have a word with him."

"Are you going to do something about it this time?" Debbie frowned, "It seems to me most of the teachers don't get chastised for doing things like this."

"I will have a talk with him, Debbie. Just go to your next class." She nodded slowly and left. Steven sat there shaking his head. Harvey was loosing his senses (if he ever had any) very fast.

"Harper, can I ask you a question?" Danny asked walking into the office. He frowned deeply.

"This better be good, Danny, I have a crisis on my hands." He said.

"Well, This I just a hypothetical question." He said, "If two teachers get married, are there any special packages they get?" Harper looked at him.

"There are special insurance packages and such like that." He said, "Why?"

"Oh. No reason." Danny smiled, "Thanks." He bolted from the room. Steven groaned. Sometimes he wondered why continued to work here. He got up and headed to Harvey's room. He hoped Marla hadn't caught wind of this because there would be hell to pay. He was utterly disgusted in Harvey.

"Harvey, I-" Steven stood in the doorway staring at Marla pinning Harvey to the chalkboard.

"If I ever see you or hear you talk like that, I swear Lipshultz, You wont to be able to tie these shitty little ties of yours."

"Marla!" Steven snapped walking into the room. She spun around, dropping Harvey.

"St-Steven…Hi." She said. Steven narrowed his eyes.

"Assaulting a teacher?"

"But, he said-"

"I don't care if he spit in your face, you do not do that here where a student could walk in and see." Steven said, "You're suspended."

"What?" Marla gasped.

"You're suspended for a week without pay. I expect you to see your doctor and get your medication adjusted." He said, "And as for you Harvey you're suspended for two weeks."

"Suspended?" Harvey frowned, "but I've never been-"

"And I don't want you calling my students Spear chuckers. That's a vulgar word, but of course I wouldn't expect anything less from you." He said, "Two weeks without pay and there will be no arguments from either of you or both of you will be fired. Do you understand me?" Marla glared at Steven.

"I understand you all right." She stormed off. Harvey sighed deeply.

"I'll go." He said.

"Good." Steven stalked out of the room.

* * *

"So what is this all about?" Harry asked Danny. Danny looked around the room nervously.

"Well, you know Ronnie and I have been together for like over a month, right?"

"Ah, yeah." Harry said, "It's not exactly a secret."

"Oh I know that." Danny said sitting on Harry's desk. "You two are like really good friends."

"Um, yeah." Harry stared at Danny, "What is this all about?"

"I'm going to show you something, but you cannot tell Ronnie." Danny said, "Promise?"

"I think so…," Harry said cautiously. Danny nodded and pulled out a small velvet black box. Harry stared at him, "Is that..."

"Yup." Danny opened it and exposed a diamond ring.

"Wow." Harry whispered looking at Danny, "Are you going to ask her?"

"Yeah...I mean, maye…no yeah I will." He said, "I just don't know when yet. I want it to be perfect."

"Since the two of you are just getting off of breakups with fiancées." Harry said.

"Not just. It's been like what…six months." He said. Harry stared blankly at Danny; "I didn't show you this to ask for your approval. I probably wont even ask her for a few months yet." Harry nodded.

"Just so you know, if you hurt her in anyway, you will be dead." He said.

"Is that a threat?" Danny asked.

"Yes." Harry said. Danny chuckled.

"My intentions with Ronnie are honourable." He slid the ring back in his pocket, "I love her, Harry and she loves me."

"I know." Harry said. He couldn't help but to feel a little jealous over them. "I wish you luck, Hansen."

"Thanks." Danny said backing out, "Don't tell Ronnie."

"I promise. I won't." Harry said sitting down at his desk. Maybe someday he would find his true love.

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