This school is a nightmare. The cafeteria is suspect; the faculty is rude; and the place is overrun with students. You can hardly walk without knocking one down. And when you do knock them down, they complain. This isn’t what I was promised at all.

And worst of all is her. Her and that damned librarian, I don’t even want to know what sick relationship they’ve got. Everytime I turn around there they are, sticking their noses where they don’t belong.

Well, I’ve told them before: I’m not Flutie, I’m not your friend, and I’m not interested in being eaten.