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Micah appreciated the view as the teacher slid off the desk, went over to a bookcase and bent down to grab a book.  It was funny how his lucky guess that she'd be teaching them Cartesian coordinates had been right.  Fortunately or unfortunately, this was the only part about geography that Micah knew anything about.  He lazily grabbed the school-provided notebook and pen that lay on each student's desk, flipped open to the first blank striped page, and scrawled the correct locations for seven out of eight coordinate pairs  the teacher had up on her projector.  The eighth one, as well as the questions about tides, were just about lost on him. 

For the tide questions, he wrote:  [i]"Tides are greatest at night and that means more water closest to beach.  Tides are lowest at noonish and that means beached whales are fucked."  He deliberated crossing out the expletive, but decided that he didn't care.  Detention was nothing new to Mr. Jefferies.