"Hey Dorkxter, got that little greeting from my associates I see", Mandark says.

MANDARK! My lifelong rival in all things science and a general smug asshole by all accounts. "Hello Mandark or should I say Susan?", I retort using Mandark's real name to get in a subtle verbal jab as the black haired lanky boy with a bowl cut looks readt to pop a blood vessel. Mandark snarls out, "I told you to never call me that you microscopic mitochondria!", atrwmpting to use my shorter than average height to provoke me, but I refuse to take the bait and simply glare at the much taller boy, seriously he's as thin as the Slender Man and like 6'2" and still growing, and reply by saying, "To answer your question yes, I did get your little greeting courtesy of the football team. What did you have to offer them in exchange? Do their homework for the entire school year, intelligence increasing nanomachine pills, or maybe yourself? I mean you have a girl's name and all it would take is some minor genetic alteration to give you a body to go with your real name". I smirk smugly as Mandark gets so pissed that he can't even speak, O can even see his whole body tremble qith rage as he seems prepared to try and beat me senseless himself rather than rely on his goon squad from the varsity football team. "You will pay for this Dexter, mark my words. You WILL PAY!", Mandark leaves with a shout at the end. That fucking egotistical bastard, someone needs to put him in his place someday. Wait...I am Dexter, boy genius and I believe it is time that I got rid of this thorn in my side once and for all.