A/N: Lemme just say that this is one of the worst things you can do. It's utterly painful and embarrassing.

Disclaimer: Do not own. Just eating a cookie. Hell, I don't even own the cookie.

Slamming his metal locker and securing the green lock, Ben Tennyson picked up his backpack and slung the heavy bag over his right shoulder. The other strap just dangled limply near his back. Brown locks of his hair dangled in his face and he whipped his head to the right as he walked down the jam-packed hallways of his school. Headed to history, he shuffled his feet and scuffed his shoes as he passed through the doorway. Once he was seated, the brunette teen slumped down in his seat and closed his eyes.

The door to the room banged close, and the history teacher walked in.

"We'll be watching a short movie during class today. Grab a sheet of paper from the counter and start taking notes. Be sure they are neat and easy to read." The tall man announced.

The short brunette teen strolled over to the counter to pick up a small piece of the yellow paper. He allowed the soles of his sneakers drag on the solid tile squares that lined the school's floor. Ben slipped into the awkwardly situated chair, picked up his yellow unsharpened pencil, and grunted. He walked to the electric sharpener and stuck the stubby writing utensil into the device.

Old scripts flashed across the screen, showing Greek writing that the teen couldn't read. Ben stood and approached the tall man that sat behind the unorganized desk. "Drink?" he asked, thrusting his index finger towards the large wooden door.

The man just nodded.

"Cool." Ben mumbled under his breath. He took his blue water bottle that was sitting on his desk with him, and held it up to the fountain.

Walking boredly back to the classroom, Ben took a sip of the icy cold water as he stumbled through the door. He tried to breathe, forgetting he was simultaneously trying to swallow. He threw his head over his feet and all the water he had tried to drink just seconds ago spilled out of his mouth like a waterfall. A coughing fit followed that disruption.

The professor approached Ben and just handed him a roll of paper towels before wiping his hands on his black pants and making a disgusted face.

The brunette continued to cough up icy cold droplets of well water in the doorway for awhile before he noticed that the entire class had been watching him and his stupidity. With a tickle still in his throat, he straightened up and gave a sheepish smile with a wave. "Oh hi. When uh-when did you all get here?" he stammered, drying his chin off with a quick swipe of the paper towel. He just twisted the door handle, and sliding out of the room, inch by inch, closing the door quietly, and darting down the hallway. He could fake sick tomorrow and his mom would let him stay home, right?

A/N: Uploading a few things! Yay! This is a very very embarrassing thing to happen, especially in church! Wow! Experiences can suck, can't they? ;) Reviews are loved3

~Kass