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Chapter 164 by robyna robyna

Who did he run into?

It's the vice principal

"Ah-ha. Caught you." A hefty man with a red face wearing gray dress slacks and a white shirt with a red tie **** him tightly enough that fat rolls protruded above his collar grabbed Matt.

"Caught me what? I'm not doing anything."

"You think I don't know this is the smoking area. I missed that girl that got out of here like she was on fire but I caught you."

"Except I don't smoke."

"Hardy har har. You sneak into the smoking area and you don't smoke? Why do I find that hard to believe?"

Because you're an idiot? Matt shelved that answer. He was pretty sure _this _idiot was someone in administration.

"Well, I don't. You can search me if you want."

"Yeah, right. You know we won't touch any of you punks."

"Here, I'll turn out my pockets." Matt proceeded to do so. "No cigarettes, no matches, no lighter. I really don't smoke."

"I don't know. What's your name. You don't look familiar to me. Are you even a student here?"

"Yes, sir. I'm Matt. I just transferred in time to start summer school."

"Sister named Karen. Pretty blond girl. Petite."

"Not sure what Karen has to do with anything but yeah."

"Got it. You're the kids we're supposed to provide the free breakfast to. How's that been going?"

"I haven't found it yet."

"Great, great. Well I'm sure it's around somewhere. Like maybe back in the slums you came from."

"Thank you, sir. May I go now? I've got class starting in a couple of minutes."

"Wait a second. You're the kid who's doing that streaming sex service, right?"

"I haven't--"

"Don't try to deny it. Dr. Dyle heard everything and informed me immediately after your class yesterday."

"I was talking about jobs available, not--"

"Look, this is your last warning. We have standards here and they certainly do not include slum boys coming into our school and tearing down its reputation. Do you know what percentage of our graduating students went to college last year?"

"Ninty-four?" Matt said.

"Ninty-four. Hey, how did you know that."

"I wanted to come to a top school," Matt lied. "It's tough for my parents but they know how important it is to have a school like this on your college application. Especially when applying to elite schools like the Ivy League or Stanford."

"Absolutely. You say you aren't doing streaming?"

"Not at all. Never have."

"Okay. Well, if you have any problems, come see me. I'm Vice Principal Topper. Just ask for me."

"Oh, I surely will. And thank you, sir." Matt promised himself he'd gag later. For now, he was just spreading the bullshit.

"Right. And remember, no smoking. You don't know that girl who smokes here, do you?"

"Girl? I've been pretty busy with my studies, sir."

"Right. Well, if you ever catch her at it, let me know. I can be a good friend to have here."

"Of course, sir."

Finally to Biology?

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