Sandra had just started to doze off in her seat when she heard something… or rather, someone. She turned in annoyance at the blonde nerd at the table across from her and the bad boy, quirking a dark eyebrow at him.
"Who I think I am... who are you? Who are you?" He started muttering to himself, playing around with his pen (as if that wasn't strange enough.) "I am a walrus." He murmured, sticking his pen onto his bottom lip and trying to stick the top of it up his right nostril. Bender had been watching the bad girl doze off, but then, he turned to look at the weirdo too.
'The fuck… are you… doing?' Sandra wondered curiously in her head.
The brain must've felt the two pairs of eyes curiously watching him because he took the pen out of his mouth. The two still stared at him. Then, Bender proceeded to take off one of his jackets at the same time that the brainiac had started taking off his brown hooded jacket. They both froze, staring at each other for a few minutes before the nerd shrugged his jacket back on and let the criminal take his off. Both Sandra and Bender stared at him intimidatingly. He looked at his pen for a second before looking at them again.
"It's the shits, huh?" He asked. Sandra and Bender stared at him for a few more minutes before they both turned back to face the front. Sandra "accidentally" broke her pencil in two.
Bender crumpled his paper up into a ball and chucked it at the snooty redheaded richie girl. It missed, unfortunately, and landed on the floor in front of her and the athlete. They both didn't budge. Apparently getting bored, he started singing the guitar riff to a song that Sandra didn't really know, so she started singing the guitar riff to 'Tears Don't Fall' by Bullet For My Valentine.
Bender looked at her, still singing his guitar riff and smirked. Sandra smirked back.
"Can't believe this is really happening to me…" The princess said to the jock. Then, Bender stopped singing.
"Oh, shit!" Sandra looked at him, quirking a black eyebrow. "What're we s'posed to do if we have to take a piss?" She laughed.
"Oh, please…" The richie scoffed. Bender then unzipped his pants, probably getting ready to take his snake out of its hiding place between his legs. Sandra snickered as he did so.
"You gotta go," Bender said, pressing his chest onto the side of his and Sandra's desk, "you gotta go." He was just about to take it out when jock-boy looked under the desk to see if he had really taken his friend out yet.
"Oh, my God…" Little Miss Princess.
"Hey, you're not urinatin' in here, man!" The athlete protested. Bender didn't listen.
"Don't talk, don't talk, it makes it crawl back up!" He said in an attempt to shut the varsity wrestler up so he could piss right then and there. Sandra peered underneath the desk, hoping to catch a glimpse, just a glimpse, of mini-Bender. Apparently, as she could see out of the corner of her eye, so did Johnson.
"You whip it out and you're dead before the first drop hits the floor!" Jock-boy threatened. Bender looked up at him, obviously ready to piss the guy off.
"You're pretty sexy when you get angry… grrr…" Bender stated. Sandra giggled at that. He looked at her and grinned proudly, apparently delighted at her approval of his sense of humor and sarcasm. He then turned to the brainiac.
"Hey, homeboy, why don't you go close that door?" He asked him. "We'll get the prom queen," he then looked over at Sandra, "and the little criminal… impregnated."
Sandra gasped in horror. "You better not, you little bastard! I'll tear your face up so badly, your little groupie of weed-smokers won't be able to recognize you at all!" She snarled threateningly.
"Hey. Hey!" The jock shouted.
"What?" Bender asked.
The jock stared at him intimidatingly. "If I lose my temper, you're totaled, man."
Bender smirked and mocked him in a surfer-dude tone, "Totally?"
Jock-boy leaned forwards in his chair. "Totally."
"Why don't you just shut up?" The rich girl said, obviously pissed off at Bender. "Nobody here's interested." Bender smirked at that comment.
"Really… buttface." Jock-boy muttered.
"Hmm… I think I know one girl who's interested…" He stated, turning slowly towards the blonde 17-year-old girl next to him. She glared at him, eyes narrowed down to just slits, her mouth twisted into a menacing scowl that said, 'Touch me and you DIE, you fucking little shit…' Bender smiled innocently at her and at that moment, though she didn't know exactly why, her heart just melted at that sweet look the bad boy gave her. She stopped glaring at him and smiled innocently back.