Goofing Off

No matter how hot Ms A is, she's a substitute, and you didn't get much sleep last night. After several minutes of admiring her hot young body, your eyes slowly start to close and you take a nice mid morning nap.

As you try to get your shut-eye, the rest of the class is making sure that nothing gets done in the 60 minutes. By the last 10 minutes of the period, the class has talked, laughed, smoked, and done pretty much everything but listen to Ms A as she tried to get everyone to do the assigned work.

A minute before the bell rings, a particularly large spitball flies to the front of the room and splatters on the clock up on the wall. Ms A's yelling wakes your for your pleasant nap.

"All right, who did that!" She yells. The class stares back at her in silence, except for those failing to suppress there laughter.

"I will hold you here until some one confesses," she continues. "So don't even think about-"

The bell cuts her off and, and ignoring her threats, everyone crowds out of the room as quick as possible. You're the last one in the room, having not packed up your stuff yet. You see Ms A bring a stool over to the wall to try to clean the spitball off the clock.