Full Of It Page #3

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so that you can all get started.

I hate group projects.

I always end up doing all of the work.

Huh. Tell me about it.

You wanna partner up?

Ha ha.

I guess it can't hurt to share a grade...

with a guy who's having a steamy affair...

with the teacher.

. I'm comin' over.

. See me down at the station.

. By the lane with my hands in my pocket.

. Jinglin' a wish coin.

. That I stole from a fountain.

. That was drowning all the cares in the world.

. When I get older.

. Climbin' up on the back porch fence.

. Just to see the dogs runnin'.

. With a ring and a question.

. And my shiverin' voice is singin'.

. Through a crack in the window.

. Na na na na na.

. I better go it alone.

. Na na na na na.

. I better go it alone.

. Na na na na na.

Hey.

So, you wanna go sit over there?

They totally humiliated you yesterday.

That table is the land of milk and honey.

It's the same in every school.

Always laughing, always cool and charming.

Always happy. I mean, who wouldn't want that?

Please, that's just what they want you to think.

Trust me, their lives suck...

just as bad as ours.

Hey, hey, hey. - What?

Who's that?

Vicki Sanders.

There you go, start dating her...

and you can sit there all you want.

Sam? - What?

You know I'm joking, right?

It's-It's perfect. Heh.

It's exactly what I gotta do.

No, she dates basketball players.

Specifically, Kyle Plunkett.

You'll get assassinated if you ask her out.

Or maybe... just... maybe...

She'll say yes and before you know it...

I'll be sitting over there, swapping "how do you dos"...

with the Bridgeport elite. - Ha.

I'm sorry, this seat's saved.

Ha ha ha.

But there wasn't even a chair here.

Oh. There is now.

Thank you.

Ha.

Look at this kid. Isn't he short?

Heh heh. - What a loser.

Where's the golf course?

Ha ha ha ha!

Shall we go shopping for engagement rings now?

Actually, if you must know...

it went just as I expected.

Wow. You set amazingly low goals for yourself.

I like it.

You can't just expect her to jump into my arms...

right in front of Kyle.

But there was something there?

Oh, yeah, definitely...

I mean, tch, we have major chemistry.

So, you've been here what, a day?

And already Mrs. Moran and Vicki Sanders...

are lusting after you.

Uh, well, you know...

they're, uh, different.

Really? How are they different?

Well, you s-you see...

V- Vicki is more of the, ahem...

dangerous stalker, sex in the bathroom...

Spanish soap opera type, and-

OK, stop. That's not possible.

I have Spanish with Vicki...

and she can't conjugate a verb to save her life.

Cut the crap. Look, I-I get it...

you're lying to-

to jazz up your otherwise miserable life.

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