Hayden took his seat in the back row of the classroom, preparing himself for whatever the new English Lit teacher had in store.  He wondered who they would even be, or if they would be halfway decent.  The last teacher didn't last long, dealing with some of the more out of control students.  New York City hoodlums tended to be some heavy souls, or so they all pretended.  What they actually were, were poorly adjusted, out of control children.

Grumbling to himself, he glanced up from his desk, and smirked as his best friend Ember approached him, taking a seat directly in front of him, "The beauty.  It stings!", he feigned a heart attack, throwing his head back with a soft giggle.  Ember groaned, removing her jacket and tossing it at him.  He caught it, as if he had seen this sort of hostility from her a million times, and draped it over the back of her seat.

"No one wants your dick, Rhodes.  Get over yourself."

"Oh, I wasn't talking about you, princess.  Look at that hot piece of ass…", he chimed, leaning in close to her face, and pointing one long slender finger toward the door, where  one of the many cheerleader types strolled in, giving him a playful grin, "She wants it."

"In your dreams.  She just wants money, which you only have when you remember to ask for it.  Speaking of which, are we going to the party tonight, or no?"

"You're wanting me to go to a party?  To what? Buy alcohol for everyone?", Hayden groaned, causing Ember to make a pouty face and nod her head.  

The new teacher strolled in not too far behind the blonde, and sat his things on the desk up front.

"If you'll all take your seats and settle down, please.  My name is Mr. Buckner.  If you're a decent human being, in which I grow to trust, I'll let you call me Abe.  Get on my bad side, and you can call me sir until the day you die.  Alright?  Good.  Now…straight to the basics.  I'm an easy guy to get along with.  I let you be the guide of the class room, and if you're good to me, I continue being good to you.  Treat me poorly, and trust me…I can do the same.", the teacher explained, causing Hayden to narrow his eyes, impressed.  Mr. Buckner quickly caught a glimpse of all of the students, his eyes settling on Hayden and Ember, "I can see that we're all in a comfortable environment, with those we know.  I wonder…should we have an ice breaker?"

"Oh no.", Ember groaned, turning her attention from Abe, back to Hayden's face.  She examined his expression, all the way to his half open mouth, as he listened, "He's going to make us talk to these people."

"Shush.", Hayden snapped.

"I want everyone to pull out a piece of paper, and write down a few things about yourselves.  First, I want you to write down a color, either red, blue, purple, or green.  I want you to write down your plans for college, or whatever you plan to do after high school, and finally, I want you to write down one thing you'd like to improve about your high school career.  Fold the paper and place it flat on your desk when you're finished."