It was still in school. In our class there were two outlaws - Jurka and Vitalik, who mocked the boys, whose parents earned little... They called poor people, did bad things, spoiled things. In general, they tried to humiliate those who could not defend themselves. Why didn’t they gather and shake? Their parents were some serious chiefs from the city administration and when someone gave up the beasts ran away to complain, the school administration stood on the side of these wretches and dared to defend himself from there... In our class, one girl, who was raised by my grandmother and me, was strong. Because of poor vision, he always sat on the first batch and during the lesson all the garbage and chewed paper flew in his back.
At the next independent on the leaflets, Vitalik received a double, after the lesson he complained loudly about this injustice to Yurek, but instead of sympathy he heard only a vicious laugh, upset by these two circumstances, replied to his friend a penny, for which he immediately received in response - the two idiots fought shorter.
After classes, I ran through the classroom and cleaned this sheet and found it, it was immediately invented a worthy application. The next day on the way to school, he found a healthy fresh frozen dog cacao, squeezed a little with a stick, broke it off the ice and wrapped it in yesterday's notebook. In the classroom before the lesson, while Jurk was sinking in the hallway, he drove a cocoa mummy into his open wallet and prudently departed, hoping that no one had seen me. By the middle of the class, she stood out... and smelled. In the classroom began excitement and the search for the source, which was quickly discovered - Yurk. He grumbled and stated that - you were all stuck here, the teacher tried to calm the class, the class did not want to calm down, stumbled on Yurk and demonstrately clamped his noses. After a while, he began to smell himself and look at his feet. The lesson, meanwhile, ended, he put into the portfolio and found what was not there before, pulled out and unfolded. From the sheet falls back into the portfolio softened smelly sausage, and in his hands left a scratched paper, written by the hand of his friend, and also with the name-names. Along with the riot in Vitalika flew and pieces of ammunition from the portfolio. Everyone immediately fled the classroom and stood in the corridor, watching what was happening through the open door, only the teacher and these two fools remained.
Such behavior was not forgiven to them - they were forced to wash the class, the parents were called to school. As they cried... these crazy cries were heard even in the classrooms behind closed doors. They accused each other, the opponent’s children, the school, the teacher and the director personally. As a result - they planted Jurka and Vitalik in different parts of the class, they did not communicate with each other, and alone to stick to the rest, apparently, were afraid, so there was silence, only the back continued to fly papers, although not so often, but still terribly unpleasant.
After a couple of days, we had physical training, things and backpacks left in the dressing room, and we went to the big gym. Jurka before this became ill and, having been released for two weeks, waited for the lesson crawling through the hallway and eating the pancakes in the buffet. At home, I was prepared - soaked in a small plastic bottle and took it with me. Leaving the closet he poured the contents into Vitalkin’s wallet. Who did you think of? For those who did not go to school, there was a reason to take revenge. Again there was a scandal with screams, Yurk's parents transferred to another school, and Vitalik's nickname was attached to Ssany Govnomet. It was calm in the class.