It was later in the day and Derrick had heard the announcement. He snorted to himself,dance?Forget that. All he cared about was the game that day against Fairview High. He hated that school,and their team,most on the football squad did though. They were dickheads.Conceited,trashy wannabes. Derrick was tapping his pen on his desk when the girl in front of him turned around. "Could you please stop I'd like to hear this." Derrick looked her in the eyes,gave his pen one hard tap,them kept going to the girls annoyance. "Mister Ames." Derrick dropped his pen and looked up. Mr.Sherman spoke,"You are not a drummer and this not a recital hall,unlike you others in here actually want to learn.So cool it." The minute he turned Derrick flipped him the bird causing several students to gawk at him,but nothing was said and Mr.Sherman kept teaching.