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As he passed the girls and the 'science teacher' he nodded his head in their direction as a simple greeting that wasn't quite formal but still polite in the manner given. He slowly made his way past the one on the steps and into the building where he proceeded to talk to a couple of teachers that didn't seem all that mad at him. After all he always kept up with his studies and they all knew his goal in life. Really, he always talked about it so they could have to be def, blind, and stupid to not know. It all went very well until he entered his last classroom, which was completely wrecked. Snapped and broken desks lay everywhere as well as a shattered window and torn up papers. It looked like knife marks were scattered around which meant a knife fight and on closer examination it looked like some of them were pretty strong as well.
As he shifted threw the mess the door opened and a teacher came in, not the one he came to see but one he knew very well. "Good afternoon sir." Instead of the same 'and to you too.' jester that the teacher normally gave him he looked furious. "What the hell did you do here!" He yelled grabbing Andrews arm and pulling him along. "I am turning you into the police and making sure you get expelled!" The angry Teacher continued, "But sir, you have to believe me, I didn't do this! All I want is to be spec ops and I can't even join the military with a criminal record! I didn't do it, their must have been a fight! Just let me show you, theirs proof all over the room! I-" The teacher was having no part of this, "Save it." They just started to leave when he tried to plead his case again. "I didn't break those desks. I was their to talk to the teacher and she didn't show up! I missed the class today and wanted to get my work from her that I missed!"
As he shifted threw the mess the door opened and a teacher came in, not the one he came to see but one he knew very well. "Good afternoon sir." Instead of the same 'and to you too.' jester that the teacher normally gave him he looked furious. "What the hell did you do here!" He yelled grabbing Andrews arm and pulling him along. "I am turning you into the police and making sure you get expelled!" The angry Teacher continued, "But sir, you have to believe me, I didn't do this! All I want is to be spec ops and I can't even join the military with a criminal record! I didn't do it, their must have been a fight! Just let me show you, theirs proof all over the room! I-" The teacher was having no part of this, "Save it." They just started to leave when he tried to plead his case again. "I didn't break those desks. I was their to talk to the teacher and she didn't show up! I missed the class today and wanted to get my work from her that I missed!"