Marisa walked into math class and groaned. Why did math have to be so hard? She walked to the front row and sat down. But a stupid blonde thot wearing a hooded sweatshirt sat down next to her and started chewing loudly.

"What are you chewing?!" Marisa said in shock. The stupid thot looked at her in disbelief.

"A sandwich. Can't you see that?" Her voice was squeaky and annoying.

"No, I can't. You don't have anything in your hands," Marisa replied with a smirk, gesturing to the thot's hands.

"OMG. Everyone look at this idiot over here! She thinks I'm not eating a sandwich! Get a load of this loser!" the thot cackled, dropping pieces of sandwich onto her desk.

"Well I'm sorry that I can't see what you've already put in your mouth. I don't have superhuman vision, you know," Marisa retorted. Everyone in the room, including Marisa, gasped, and the room suddenly became silent. Then, starting with Marisa, everyone started clapping.

"Class! What are you doing?! It's time for our Spanish lesson!" the teacher, a stout man who just entered the room, bellowed.

"Mr. Joster! The new girl just bullied me for eating a sandwich!" The blonde thot lied as naturally as she breathed.

"Marisa Susans! Why would you do such a thing?! You get detention!"

"But-" Marisa protested.

"Shut up! Begone, thot!"

From the back of the classroom, a boy stared at Marisa in suspicion. Perhaps he was checking her out, or perhaps he was eyeing her to see if she was rich so he could rob her. The world may never know.

"Ok clase, repeat after me: George Washington murió en 1799."

Marisa sighed. Why did math class have to be so difficult?