Ever since Dr. Crabblesnsitch expelled Gary, Pete's been the Head Boy. He hated Gary. All he did was pick on him mercilessly and brag about himself and his ridiculous plans to rule to school. Jerk. Sadly, that manipulative sociopath was the closest he had as a friend at the time, but thanks to Jimmy, things have gotten better for him... that is, if he's hanging around Jimmy. Without Jimmy, he's just another dork to pick on in campus. Everyone knows he can't snitch.

Pete flipped through his new set of textbooks.

"Word up coolio, yo pumped fo' the fresh school year, yo?" Asked Algernon as he made a bunch of random hand gestures he thought was cool.

"Oh hey Algie. Ugh, I have a heavy load this year."

"I can help a brotha' out. You know, since you're a homie of Jimmy's."

"Thanks, but I'll be fine. Nothing I can't handle, right?" Pete tittered then continued his study.

"Coolio." Greeted Algie as Jimmy sat beside Pete.

"What brings you here Jimmy? I mean... you're really cool and all now, I didn't think you'll come back for us." Algie questioned. " I always have time for the Nerds." He replied unenthusiastically.

"Well Jimmy, if you need help or anything-" Jimmy cut him off with a short answer.

"Yeah-yeah." Algie stood awkwardly for a bit then waddled off. Jimmy turned to Pete who remained silent remained in his studies, Jimmy pulled out a textbook from his bag.

"So got anything for me?" asked Jimmy. Pete closed his textbooks and reached for a neat pile of paper that was carefully stapled together.

"You know, I thought it'll be harder to get in to the system, but it was just all there within a few clicks. Guess the school's too cheap to ever up their security..." Pete began to chuckle to himself but Jimmy disregarded his dorky statement.

Jimmy's eyes flew across the words, skimming page to page. Sometimes, he would go back a page or two and others, a few forward.

He ran his stubby fingers across the page then spoke. "Nice job Pete, there's some juicy stuff in here."

"Yeah, I would think so..."

"IED?" Questioned Jimmy.

'It's like-" Pete was once again cut off, but this time by Earnest.

"You mean Intermitted Explosive Disorder. Actually! I was just looking up on that a little while ago. Never to early to study, I have to keep my reputation in being in the top of all my classes... except for Gym. Ooh! But... that... doesn't matter!"

"Continue?" Said Jimmy.

"Okay, you see." Earnest pulled out an AP Psychology textbook from his oversized bag. He turned to a page.

"Esquirol called it 'partial insanity'. See here? It's a mental illness that causes an uncontrollable anger and tempter that's characterized with violence. It's like they turn in to a-a. Oh never mind, you two don't understand Grottos and Gremlins... but some big ol' monster who can't control or is even unaware of their actions during their impulsive episodes." He explained.

"So… you're telling me, anyone who has it… is pretty much insane."

"Ooh… partially. But why are you two suddenly interested in this anyways?" Asked Earnest as he stuffed his textbooks away.

"Homework. C'mon Pete." Jimmy stood up and beckoned Pete then left the Nerd's turf.

The two continued walking as they left the library.

"Yo Jimmy? I don't want to get you mad or anything, but you've been more of a jerk than usual." Pete stated as he looked up at him, as Jimmy continued looking straight ahead.

"Yeah, so?"

"Before Gary came in to all of this… I-I'm just saying, you know?"

"Yeah?"

"What's going on?"

"I'll tell you what's going on, that phony old creep." Jimmy complained.

"Mr. Burton?"

"No. The creep leaving me in this messed up place while he takes my mom on some joyride. " Jimmy stopped to face Pete, then continued. "Thanks to that jerk, I have to stay in this rotten dump for another year or two."

"Bullworth isn't all that bad." Pete replied innocently.

"C'mon Pete. You hate this place as much as I do."

"I guess, but you rule this school. Thanks to you, this place hasn't turned in to complete chaos and enslaved by Gary. You've got everyone's respect and they all got your back."

"You mean, Gary, your friend? C'mon, Pete. Why couldn't you defend yourself and stopped that freak in the first place instead of putting through all that last year… Starting with those brainless bullies-"

"No…"

"The socially rejected nerds… twice! -"

"No…"

"Those snobbish Preps that were help because they're so stubborn…."

"Quit it Jim-"

"Then those greaseballs…. I swear, that Johnny guy-"

"Jimmy? -"

"Then those Jocks and their damn game and goodness, can't forget the Townies!"

"Jimmy, I can't… I mean I couldn't. Please. Just, stop." Pete pled. He moved side to side nervously then swiped out his inhaler and took a deep breathe from it.

"You have asthma?" Asked Jimmy.

"Yeah. I don't like to talk about it… don't tell anyone." He put his inhaler away. Jimmy took a deep side then rubbed his shaved head. He spun around and the faced him again but he didn't give direct eye contact.

"Look, I'm sorry. Just don't take what I said seriously; you're right I have been a bit more of a jerk lately… Look, let's just go back to the dorm and we can go watch the swimming competition."
"I-I can watch it alone later… I mean, you don't seem to like that stuff. I kinda want to get some sleep back in my dorm room anyways, I'll c'ya later Jimmy." Pete faced toward the other direction and then quickly limped off.

Jimmy began to feel the atmosphere slowly dulling as his friend left. His own words left him in regret; he can only imagine what he made Pete feel. It was a selfish thought that was eating his brain due to all the stress he was under. All that Pete's done to help him was nothing but good, for crying out loud he sided with the new kid when all chaos broke out.

Gary was getting in to his head.