"Mr Pierce. Mr Piece. Mr Pierce!' Looking at the teacher with a bored look, Raven yawns and stares at the teacher squarely in the eye. "This isn't preschool, young man. We don't have nap time here." The students around him snickered.

"Well that sucks doesn't it, sir, I was just getting to the good part of my dream before you woke me the fuck up." Raven stretches his arms and continues," You and I were getting into the sheet and you were just moaning out my name-"

"Mr Pierce! I don't care about your sexual orientation but please be sensible in my classroom. That use of language is unacceptable!"

Raven sneers at his teacher with growing enthusiasm. "What? We all know you think about it when you touch yourself in the staff room 'cause that wife of yours can't satisfy your needs and desires like I-"

"Mr Pierce, I advise you to close your mouth and start looking at your notebook before you get sent to the office," the teacher says quietly, knowing that Raven hit a nerve.

"Orrrrr, I could always receive my punishment after this lesson ends when we are alone~" he chuckles, earning a few whistles and laughs from the class.

"That won't be necessary anytime soon Mr Pierce."

"Then let me get back to my good ol' nap while you finish this lesson," he says putting his head back down on the desk. "So I can go back to pounding you relentlessly while you-"

"I think that's quite enough Mr Pierce. I would like you out of my classroom. NOW!," the teacher's face blushing bright red.

Raven Pierce, the resident bad boy of Oakley High walked out the door with the approval and high fives from his fellow classmate.