Go into the cafeteria.

"Bye Sarah," you yell. "See you tomorrow Dan," she shouts. You sometimes call her Sarah because she was in your class before she got her run as a drama teacher. You head to the cafeteria because you don't feel like rehearsing today. You only see a group of guys playing checkers so you take a seat, put your head down onto the table and sleep.

RING RING RING

Class must have ended so you leave the cafeteria, grab your coat and walk to McDonalds and eat lunch. You finish up your greasy meal and then you head back to school. You now have your co-ed gym class. 'Fucking sweet,' you think to yourself. Go to gym class or elsewhere?