-Parks his car a few minutes after Touchdown and runs out to his classroom-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Heads into his classroom-
Morning, everyone.
-Takes a seat-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Organises his work, then gets up and goes over to Cloud's desk-
I was hoping we could talk before class began.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Then you know how to use a computer for the rest of your life.
To hell with this assignment, you put up with these bullshit textbook assignments all year. You've all proven you can use a computer just fine. Write down the name of your site URL and turn it in at the end of class, and I'll give you extra credit depending on how far you were along in the assignment.
For the rest of the year, however, I'm not gonna sit around on my ass and just watch you guys type, I'm gonna do something productive. I'm gonna teach you all a subject that, frankly, is hardly touched upon in today's schooling system, which is a tragedy.
Masked Wrestling.
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I know you're trying. I see you every day, agonising over it. My approach doesn't seem to be working. So I'm going to try something else.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Chemistry
(Gordon takes a seat near Ib. He nods hello to Mrs. Winters.)
Morning... Still no lab assignments for today.
Theatre
(Takes a seat near the front of the room.) Good morning, Ms. Green.
Good morning, Kim!
Art
(Charlie just kinda moseys on in.)
(Mr. Jones waves.) Hey, look who's early!
Heh, sure.
and then they fricked in the booty