"Hey Joe, which is a better way to start world war th- GOOD GOD! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Zach slammed his back into the wall and shrunk to the ground. He brought his knees up to his chest and buried his head in his knees.

"Mom? Is killing the president of India a good way to start world war thr- AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AH! AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" shriek Cammie as she walked into the room. She through her hands over her eyes and dropped to the floor. For there, on the couch in Headmistress Morgans office, were Joe Solomon and Rachel Morgan, doing the NASTY! They scrambled up from there place on the couch and pulled on clothes. Rachel locked the door to prevent any more teenagers bursting in. Which turned out to be a very good idea.

"CAMMIE? ZACH? Are you guys alright in there?" asked a frantic Bex while pounding on the door.

"NO WE'RE NOT ALRIGHT! Nothing will ever be alright again." Zach whispered the last part in a terrified whisper.

"What's going on?! Unlock the door!" shrieked a panicked voice Bex while she was still pounding on the door.

"Everything is fine, Rebecca." sighed Headmistress Morgan.

"But-"

"Ms. Baxter, I suggest you go back to your room." said Joe in a voice that clearly said it was not a suggestion.

The two adults listened for the sound of footsteps walking away, the teens would have to, but Cammie was busy shrieking while Zach was busy hyperventilating. Joe looked over at Zach.

"Come on, get up. We're going."

"NO! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME GO ANYWHERE!" cried Zach.

"Zach, come on, you haven't done this since you were twelve!"

"I DON'T CARE!"

Joe let out a long sigh and grabbed Zach by the collar of his shirt and pulled him to his room, feeling glad it was 12:00 and the halls were empty

"So Cammie-"

"No, it's fine. I'm just going to go talk to Bex. Or Macey. Or Liz." said Cammie. She slowly got up and walked out the door before sprinting to her suit.

"That went well." said Ms. Morgan to the empty room.

When Joe got into Zach's room he picked him up and placed him on his bed where Zach promptly flipped over on his stomach.

"Zach, look at me." commanded Joe.

"NO!"

"Zach..." warned Joe.

"YOU HAD SEX WITH MY GIRLFRIENDS MOM!"

Joe let out a sigh and flipped Zach over on his stomach, but his eyes were shut tightly.

"Open your eyes Zach."

"MAKE ME!"

"Fine, if you don't open your eyes I'm going to make you call your mother."

"WHAT?"

"You heard me."

Zach reluctantly opened his eyes and stared at the the ceiling. Joe took his chin and led his gaze towards him.

"You fuc-"

"Zachary! Langue!"

"Your doing my girlfriends mom. And you're like my Dad. That means on of us is insesting."

"Huh."

"Yep."