The lunch is set at the teacher's room. We're served pizza, because well, this is America. They don't offer water for you, only pop and then some ranch to dip the pizza in. And the food is set.
The atmosphere is really awkward.
"So you still need to turn in some of your work!", says the teacher.
I mumble for response.
"I don't like the foreign exchange students.. they never do anything."
"Well this year doesn't count for us so you can't really blame us for not having huge motivation for every subject", I try to explain.
"No. It's simply because you guys are arrogant. It is the same thing every year. I think we should ban exchange students", the teacher, obviously the meanest one, says.
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