It was now 7:36, so the students decided to pass the time a little to relieve their boredom.
Sandra put a meth-pipe in her mouth and took out a match, putting the little flame that emitted from the lighter under the glass ball that contained her drug. She put the lighter back and took the pipe out of her mouth, exhaling a cloud of smoke. She then put it back in, sucking the drug into her mouth and then took it out again, doing this for about 10 more minutes.
Bender had a cigar in his mouth and had lit the top of his boot on fire, grabbing his foot and leaning forwards so that he could put the base of the cigar into the flame. After that, he smacked his palm onto his boot, putting the fire out. He then started to play air guitar, cigar still in mouth.
Claire leaned on the top of her table with her hand holding her head up. She was staring at… well… something.
Andrew had taken off his letterman jacket and had on a blue hooded jacket over a white sweater over a light blue tank top. He was playing with the two strings, acting like they were going to attack him.
Allison had torn a piece of loose string from her sweater and was wrapping it around her finger, cutting off the circulation and making it (her finger, not the string) turn purple in color.
Brian, from what Sandra could see, was dozing off to sleep, his pencil falling from his hand and onto the desk.
Bender lay down on the table behind him and Sandra, dozing off as well. Sandra lay next to him, and he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close to him. She buried her head in his chest and quickly fell asleep in his arms, smiling.
Slowly, the rest of the group fell to sleep.
Vernon walked in to see the students sleeping. 'Did I not say the stupid ass pricks couldn't sleep?!' He thought angrily.
"Wake up!" He barked. No one moved or even opened their eyes. He tried again.
"Who has to go to the lavatory?"
Six hands immediately shot up in the air automatically.