"Okay, class!" Sir Neil wrote the positions for each class officer on the board. There was the President, Vice President, Sexytary, Treasurer, Auditor, and Public Relations Officer. "Nominations, then we vote!"

"SIR!" RD raised his hand. "I NOMINATE MYSELF AS THE CLASS SLAVE!"

"We don't have a position like that..." Sir glanced at the board. "But okay! Go be a slave!"

Julia started to beat RD up with a fan.

"Sir!" Andy raised his hand. "I nominate James as the Father of Grass and Cats!"

"I NOMINATE JEFF AS THE MEME LORD!"

"I NOMINATE GALE AS THE FIRST GUY IN CLASS WITH NCRs!"

"HEY!" Gale glared at whoever nominated him.

• • • • •

After a long time, the positions were finally settled. Leanne was the President, Jeff was the VP, Cheese Roll was the secretary, Hansel was the Treasurer, Matt was the Auditor, the PRO was Gale (wow, very good role model... maybe not.), and RD the class slave. Julia was the one who would beat RD up (there was no election for this, but she was feared with her fan).

The whole class was now on their way to their Integrated Science room/lab.

"WOAAA WHAT ARE THOSE!??" There was a cart filled with lab equipment right in front of the teacher's table.

"That's what we'll be discussing today!" Ma'am Diane popped up from behind the table. One of Gale's classmates screamed in surprise.

After a few lab equipment, their teacher held up a large metal ring with three metal legs spread out.

"This, class, is a tripod." Ma'am explained. "Always remember, a tripod has sexy legs~"

The tripod then started to dance around the iron stand.

Everyone did not applaud it.

The tripod then melted itself using the Bunsen Burner.

But there are, like, a million other tripods in the school.

So the teacher just brought another one out.

Then she continued the discussion, with the occasional recitations.

At this point, Gale had three points for reciting.

"Okay, class, for five points..." Ma'am smiled. "I want you to point and tell me all the lab equipment in this cart."

Almost the whole class, including Gale, raised their hands.

"Put your hands down." Ma'am said, and the class whined a bit. "Meme... 17!"

"YES!" Gale jumped out of his seat, however, there was a hint of nervousness in the back of his head.

"Do it in one minute." Ma'am said. "It starts now."

"OH SHEET!" Gale ran to the cart and started pointing at items. "CRUCIBLE AND COVER, CRUCIBLE TONGS, FORCEPS, GRADUATED CYLINDER, TRIPLE BEAM BALANCE, PLATFORM BALANCE, BEAKER, ERLENMEYER FLASK, FLORENCE FLASK, VOLUMETRIC FLASK, WATCH GLASS, SPATULA, DROPPER, PIPETTE, BURETTE, CENTIGRAM, LAB GOWN, GLOVES, GOGGLES, CLAY TRIANGLE, WIRE GAUZE, 'SE- TRIPOD!!! IRON RING, IRON CLAMP, IRON STAND, TEST TUBE, TEST TUBE RACK AND BRUSH, BUNSEN BURNER, ALCOHOL LAMP, FUNNEL, EVAPORATING DISH, MORTAR AND PESTLE, THERMOMETER, DIGITAL WEIGHING SCALE, AND STIRRING ROD!"

"Five points!" Ma'am smiled.

"YEAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Gale awesomely slid across the floor in victory!!!!

"MINUS TWENTY FOR MISBEHAVING!" Ma'am yelled.

"WHAT- NO PLEASE PLEASE NO!!!" Gale pleaded.

"I was joking." Ma'am Diane put on a troll face mask.

The whole class started clapping as Gale returned to his seat.

But he couldn't help but wonder why some magical force had stopped him from calling the tripod "sexy"...

It definitely wasn't his ID, though.

Soon, RD was called, and after gaining his five points, he was beat up with Julia's fan, again.