The Next Day At School

Jerry thought it was funny to prank Milton as he made some weird machine that made a whoopee cushion sound every time he opened the locker. Milton eventually did open his locker and everyone started laughing at him.

"Hey, what gives? Who did this?" Milton asked, embarrassed. Zack and the group came into the halls, looking around, while London was judging the old place.

"This place is disgusting. I'm calling Daddy." London said, giving a disgusted face to anyone who walked by. Jerry came by London and opened his mouth so wide that flies probably could get into it.

"LONDON TIPTON! Hey, what ado girl?" Jerry said, making his macho face.

"Um, I don't know?" London said, walking away. Jack and Kim came walking into the hallway when Frank and the Black Dragons were bullying Woody.

"Hey, leave him alone, Frank!" Jack said, ready to put on some moves.

"Yeah!" Kim added."Oh what are you gonna do? Save this nerd? HIYA!" Frank said, throwing a punch at Jack, but of course, Jack caught it, then said his signature line:

"You probably shouldn't have done that."

"GET HIM" Frank yelled, screaming to the Black Dragons. They were now in combat, Jack, Kim, and Jerry against the four Black Dragons. People watched in amazement as two Black Dragons were down in a split second, Jerry and Kim high-fiving each other.

"WOO!" Jerry yelled, right before he and Kim were sent down to the ground. Frank was about to finish Jack, surprisingly, until Zack came out of nowhere and side-kicked Frank. The Black Dragons ran away and all the bystanders started clapping.

"Wow, you're pretty good. Who are you?" Kim asked Zack, who she did not know.

"Name's Martin. Zack Martin." He said, flexing his 'muscles'. Cody and Bailey rolled their eyes. The bell then rang, with Jerry, London, and Milton, heading to History, Cody heading to Health, Baliey and Kim heading to Math, and Zack, Woody, and Jack heading to the Gym.

History

"I don't understand the point of history. Who wants to learn about the past? Boooring!" London said, filing her nails in class. Jerry just stared at her.

"EXACTLY! Finally, someone gets it." Jerry said, still staring at her. The teacher, Mr Bus, was not amused.

"Well, London, no one is going to get any special treatment. That should already be clear for everyone. Okay London?"

"Okay." London said, annoyed.

"Just one more thing." Mr. Bus said, anxiously.

"What?"

"Can I have your autograph?" London agreed, not knowing that Mr. Bus was being a hypocrite. Everyone else, including Jerry, then threw paper airplanes and spit spitballs at the hypocritical teacher.