James, who wasn't paying attention, was taken by surprise when the airplane struck his desk, and more so when he discovered that no only was it the same one he'd thrown before (not many of his planes get returned, and the ones that do are usually crumbled into compact balls), but that Eric had drawn even more on it. He found it pretty awesome that Eric had turned his joke into a kick ass drawing. James folds the piece of paper into a neat square and slips it into the pocket of his jeans to look at later.<br/>Seconds pass and again James begins to feel the grips of boredom, so once again he reaches into the backpack (which resembles more of a military bag minus the tactical gear) hanging off the back of his chair; only this time pulling forth a small glass vial the shape as a Bic Lighter only bigger and filled with a green liquid, and topped with a rubber cork. Casually James stands, and makes his way to the front of the classroom with the little green bottle clutched tightly in his fist, and approached the small waste basket next to the teacher's desk. He pretended to take a piece of gum out of his mouth and place it in the basket, but in reality he had popped open the tiny vial and was shaking it's contents, a mixture of blended rotten eggs and Doe In Heat urine, across the desk. Instantly the area around the desk began to reek, and he quickly made his way back to his desk before the smell could spread any farther, trying his very best to keep a straight face...