Note: As of now, I have not acquired any proof of this theory. Anything you may read is fictional and has not actually happened… (damn schools…)

Chapter 24- Public Schools and their Relation to Tobacco Companies

As the day wore on more and more people had used various ways to mess up their uniforms. That day at lunch Sonic sat with Tails, Knuckles, and Shadow, all of which had joined Liz's protest in hopes of getting rid of their uniforms.

Sonic had also joined her protest saying, "The sooner the uniform rule is lifted the sooner Liz will stop dressing like a slut!" then he walked off with his eye twitching… but now they were all sitting at the table with each other and talking about how well the protest was going. No one had been suspended so far and all the teachers were… how to put this? …pissed!

Hannah, Amy, and Rouge were all wearing their uniforms differently too. They sat there complaining about the new dress code when Liz, Komodo, Mel, and Dana marched in with their noses held high and sat down.

The girls stared at the four in puzzlement, "Why aren't they eating?" Hannah wondered.

Rouge looked around, "Why isn't anyone eating?" As they looked around and realized Rouge was right, only a few people were actually eating.

Hannah stood and walked over to Liz and her friends, "So… why aren't any of you eating?" she asked.

Liz looked at her and smiled, "It's part of our protest. We are boycotting the school lunches!"

"I thought you didn't eat cafeteria food anyway." Hannah said.

"Well… I don't but lots of people do!" Liz said.

"And by convincing them to not eat the food then we're cutting off a large supply of the food's money." Komodo said.

"Now all we have to do is convince people not to pay taxes to the schools." Dana said.

The four of them got into deep discussion of other ways to cut off flow to the school like burning the drugs they sold for extra money… I mean… Public schools aren't owned by tobacco companies… -shifty eyes-

Hannah went over to her table again and sat down, "Its part of their protest, they're not giving money to the school." She said.

"That makes sense." Amy said pushing away her tray.

The other two mimicked her and pushed away their trays.

The boys were just too stupid to notice anything that was going on around them so they just kept talking, what idiots.

"Hey! Who are you calling an idiot!"

Shutup Shadow.

"You can't insult us like that!"

Yes I can! I'm the authoress!

"Dammit, I forgot…"

Now stop ranting or I'll add it to the list of reasons to sick the therapists on you.

"…"

I thought so, anyway, the boys didn't notice anything strange because... well, they're boys.

Then the principle came into the cafeteria and everyone fell silent.

"Hello, is Miss Liz –insert last name- present?" he asked politely.

"That'd be me." Liz said standing up.

"Could you step into my office please?" he asked.

"What you can say to me you can say to everyone else." She said.

"Uh… I'd prefer not to." The principle said.

"alright, fine…" she grumbled.

Then she followed the principle into his office and sat in his big revolvie chair, "So, what's up?" she asked putting her feet up on the desk.

"Um, Liz, that's my chair." The principle said.

"Your point?"

"Nevermind." The principle said sitting in the chair on the other side of the desk, "Liz, this protest just can't go on any longer. We need that lunch money to pay for chalk." He said.

"Chalk? That's it? Please, you can just take the money out of your own wallet for that, it's like four bucks for twenty pieces." Liz said.

"IWILLNOTSPENDMYOWNMONEYFORYOULITTLEBRATS!" the principle suddenly erupted.

Liz stared at him.

"I mean… no." he said.

"We will stop the protests when you lift the dress code." Liz said.

"We just can't do that Liz." He said, "It was issued by the school board, we have no power to remove it."

Liz rolled her eyes, "I see your lips moving but-"

"Liz, PLEASE! Try to act like an adult here. There is nothing I can do." The principle said.

"Then get promoted to the school board and lift the dress code. Just get it done, I don't care how!" Liz said.

"Liz, if you call off this protest the school would make it worth your while." The principle said nodding his head to one of the drawers.

Liz opened it and saw a bag in there, her eyes became wide, "Are you trying to bribe me with drugs!" she demanded.

"No! Of course not!... They're brain stimulants!" the principle said smiling.

"I KNEW YOU WERE OWNED BY TOBACCO COMPANIES!" Liz shouted then she ran from the room screaming, "MY THEORY HAS BEEN PROVEN!"

next day…

Liz was explaining her 'Public Schools are owned by tobacco companies' theory to a large group of people in the hallway when two police officers came into the building. Liz ducked behind some other kids and crept into a classroom.

The officers went into the main office and came out with three people, the principle, the secretary, and the school psychologist.

Nobody ever heard from them again…

Except their parole officers…

And the dress code was lifted and there was happiness throughout the high school, Liz was a hero!

Then the next week everyone forgot her name and everything was back to normal.