Joey sighed silently as his music failed to drown out the conversation taking place behind him. He lifted his head up when he felt the piece of paper hit his arm and looked back at Bronson. He paused the song on his iPod and picked up the paper and threw it back at Bronson watching it fly past his head. "If you must know I'm here for vandalism. Remember earlier this week when someone spray painted "Teachers' Are Nazis" on the gym floor? That was me." He then turned back around to his iPod and resumed listening to his music, hoping that him giving his two cents would be all the interaction he would have with them for the day. Once he grew bored with his music he turned his iPod off and stared up at the ceiling counting the tiles.