When we heard Vernon, John and I ran to the table behind the popular guys to make it look like we weren't doing anything wrong.

Not long after, we weren't hearing anything so Bender stood up and ran to the doors.

"You know, there's not supposed to be any monkey business." reminded the brain.

In response, the criminal imitated Vernon and said "Young man, have you finished your paper?"

He then turned back toward the door and tried to make it close.

"C'mon Bender, don't screw around!" exclaimed the jock.

"What are you gonna do?" asked the princess in a worried tone.

"Drop dead, I hope." commented Andrew.

Brian tried again to stop John. "Bender, that's... that's school property there, you know... It doesn't belong to us. It's something not to be toyed with."

His comment was useless, because seconds after he finished speaking, Bender took the screw and ran back to his place while the door was closing, doing a lot of noise.

Once he was seated, he turned to me and put the screw in my bra. He winked and faced the front of the library.

"That's very funny. Come on, fix it!" Andy said.

"You really should fix that!" Brian chimed it.

"Am I a genius?" questioned the criminal sarcastically.

"No, you're an asshole." spat Andrew.

"What a funny guy!" I said with a weird voice.

"Fix the door, Bender!" Andrew yelled.

"He can't, really, he doesn't have the screw." I told, matter-of-factly.

"Everyone, just shhh!" instructed Bender. "I've been there before, I know what I'm doing!" he added.

"No! Fix the door! Get up there and fix it!" the jock persisted.

"If you want to fix it so badly, take the screw and do it yourself, bro." I challenged.

Before anybody could add anything, Vernon entered the library with a furious look on his face.

"Why is that door closed?"

Nobody answered him, so he repeated his question and John decided to respond.

"How're we supposed to know. We're not supposed to move right?"

"She moved! Did she close that door?" he questioned, pointing at me.

"I moved so I could do a hand job to Bender, sir." I said innocently.

"That comment earned you one more detention, young lady!" he replied, then returned to the topic of the door. "Why?!" he was turned to queen bitch and I was almost sure she was going to turn the criminal in...

...But she didn't. "We were sitting here, like we were supposed to."

"I'm not sure, but I think the main function of a door is to close, sir..." I chimed in.

"It's your fourth detention you bought yourself today, missy!" he glared at me before turning to the nerd. "Who closed that door?"

The nerd started to make a hand motion in the direction of Bender and I, so the criminal interfered. "I think a screw fell out of it."

"It just closed, sir." added Andy.

Vernon turned to the only person he hasn't questioned yet; the basket case. I almost forgot she was there too...

"Who?"

The only answer he got was a squeal before the girl knock her head on the table.

"She doesn't talk, sir." John told the vice principal.

"Give me that screw." Vernon ordered to the criminal.

"I don't have it." he replied simply.

"You want me to yank you out of that seat and shake it out of you?" Dick threatened.

"Well, it wouldn't do anything, because he doesn't have it. You could check in my bra if you want, but I would sue you..." I told him.

"Anyway, nobody has it... Screw fall out all the time... The world's an imperfect place." Bender added when he saw that Vernon was thinking about the eventuality of checking my bra.

"Give it to me Bender." spat Rich.

"Excuse me, sir, why would anyone want to steal a screw?" asked the princess.

"For once, queen bitch's right." I said.

"That makes one more detention for you, Kent!" yelled Vernon.

"What the fuck?!" I exclaimed.

"That's one more, you through?" he asked rudely.

"I don't think so." I commented.

"Well there's another one, you're happy?"

"I'm always happy when I spend time with you, sir." I told him sarcastically.

"Well, then there's one more!"

Before I could add anything, the vice principal went to the door and took a chair so the door would stay open.

"The door is way to heavy sir." commented John.

Vernon ignored him and placed the chair before letting go of the door.

Once the door made contact with the chair, it made the seat fly across the hall and the door closed again, leaving Dick in the hallway.

He re-entered the room and everybody was smirking or snickering.

"Andrew Clark, get up here. Come on, front and center, let's go." he ordered the jock who reluctantly gets up to join the vice principal.

"Hey, how come Andrew gets to get up?" John asked. "If he gets up, we'll all get up!" he added.

"It'll be anarchy!" I finished.

The two of them ignored us and tried to move the magazine rack to the door to keep it open. By doing so, it was blocking all the space to pass through.

Bender seemed to remark it, because he made a comment. "That's very clever sir, but what if there's a fire? I think violating fire codes and endangering the lives of children would be unwise at this juncture in your career, sir."

Rich was actually agreeing with the criminal and ordered to Andy to put the magazine rack at his place and go back to his seat while Brian was talking about fire exits in the library and everybody pretty much ignored him.

Vernon looked at John. "You're not fooling anybody, Bender. The next screw that falls out is going to be you." he exclaimed.

"Eat my shorts." muttered Bender and I think if I wasn't as close as I am right mow of him, I wouldn't have heard him.

"What was that?" Vernon questioned, turning back to Bender.

"Eat. My. Shorts." he said, louder and clearer.

"You just bought yourself another Saturday, mister." the vice principal said sharply.

"Oh, I'm crushed." the criminal retorted with mock disappointment.

"You just bought one more right there."

"Well, I'm free the Saturday after that! Beyond that, I'll have to check my calendar!"

"Good! Because it's gonna be filled! We'll keep going! You want another one?"

Bender hesitated a bit and Vernon went on. "Say the word, just say the word! Instead of going to prison, you'll come here! Are you through?"

The criminal looked at me before turning back to Dick. "No."

"I'm doing society a favor!"

"So?"

"That's another one, right now! I've got you for the rest of your natural born life if you don't watch your step! You want another one?"

"Yes!"

"You got it! You got another on, right there! That's another one, pal!"

"John, stop it!" I exclaimed.

He turned to me, but returned his attention to Rich once he started talking to him again. "You through?"

"Not even close, bud!"

"Good, you got one more, right there!"

"Do you really think I give a shit?"

"Another. You through?"

"How many is that?" Bender suddenly asked. Why would he want to know how many he have? I mean, he didn't seem to care like, two seconds ago...

Before I could question myself more about Bender, Brian spoke up. "That's seven, including the one where we first came in and you asked Mr. Vernon here whether Barry Manilow knew that he raided his closet."

"Now it's eight." he said before turning to the brain. "You stay out of it!"

"Excuse me sir, it's seven." insisted Johnson.

"Shut up, pee-wee!" yelled Vernon before returning to John. "You're mine, Bender, for two months! I gotcha! I gotcha too, Kent, for the exact amount of time! I gotcha both!"

"What can I say? I'm thrilled!" Bender said sarcastically.

"It's gonna be epic." I said.

"Oh, I'm sure that's exactly what you two want these people to believe." Rich stated smugly. "You know something, Bender? You ought to spend a little more time trying to do something with yourself and a little less time trying to impress people, you might be better off." he continued. "And you, Kent, you should do the same, we wouldn't want you to finish whoring around in the streets, now, would we?"

I made it seem like his comment didn't hurt me, but actually it get to me a lot more than I let it show. Bender gave me a little reassuring smile before facing Vernon again, who re-started talking, to everybody this time. "Alright! That's it! I'm going to be right outside those doors. The next time I have to come in here... I'm cracking skulls!"

John mouthed Vernon's speech behind his back. Dick finally left and Bender and I screamed "FUCK YOU!" as loud as we can once the door was closed.