James was sitting at the back of the classroom, he was the biggest bully in the whole school, spending his time beating up younger, weaker boys for pleasure and money rather than doing homework. His friend Blake sat beside him and they both grinned at each other, they each grabbed a book and threw them at the boys at the front of the class.
Mr Fleming came into the room and watched as the books hit the back of a students head and he started to cry. "That's enough of that James". He boomed at the class as he went over to his desk and put his papers down and stood there. "WE got your test results back in today" shakes his head slowly "To be honest it was pathetic, 6 year olds could do better than this". He threw down a handful of papers in anger.
The rest of the class recoiled a little at this, but James just sat there ignoring everything that was said as Mr Fleming started to read through the results, slowly and at pains to stress how bad the class had done. "Blake, you got 8% of the answers right". Blake felt pretty good, it was the best score of the class. "And finally, James' results, they were by far the worst in the whole country, you got 0% of the answers right in this test". he slammed the paper down on the desk.
James couldn't care less, he was on the football team and had all the skills needed to get a football scholarship so he had no need for stupid test results. Mr Fleming continued with the lesson on human anatomy and how the human body digests it's food for nutrients. James was bored as ever and simply watched the clock hands ticking by, waiting till he could leave this stupid school for the holidays.
Mr Fleming stopped the class not too long before the bell was to ring and locked the door with a smile. There were cries as he did this but he did not care. "Right boys you are all going to be part of something special today, so sit down and shut up". He boomed at the class, and they all sat there in their seats without a sound.
"You boys scored the worst in the school, and the school can't afford the costs of putting such low achievers through another year if they will just fail again. At the beginning of the year your parents signed a contract with the school that if you failed, the school would take ownership of you".
There were mutters of disbelief at hearing this and one boy called out "Does that mean the school owns us now?' he asked kind of scared and Mr Fleming nodded. He set up the screen at the front of the class as the bell rung and they all saw their fellow students flowing out of their classrooms to go to summer holidays. A video of epic fails on Youtube filled the screen and the boys all laughed at the video, while Mr Fleming set up the shrink ray and left the room.
James watched the video and laughed when a man tried to jump over a fence and got caught on it by his foot. There was a sudden beam of light and all the boys blacked out suddenly.
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