Teacher had another movie. It was why Snake signed up for the class. He could nap, or whatever, as long as he was quiet. Stevie was on projector duty, so no blow job during class. Snake sat down just as the lights went out. Man was he sore. He had hoped that Ryan would be the sore one, even though it was Jason's muscles running the twenty laps and 30 situps. He stretched, and yawned. Earning a glare from the teacher. Then he sagged down in his seat. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Ryan blinked. Jason was down for the count. He was Jason - at least for the moment. He sat up in his seat and looked around the classroom, and up at the movie. He had seen it before. He remembered the class from last year, because he hadn't paid attention, and had completely blown the oral answer. Vinnie had the right one. Ryan remembered being beet faced. That wasn't going to happen this time.
When the lights came back on, and the teacher asked for an analysis of the film, Ryan raised Jason's hand. The teacher stared in silence, and then called on Snake. Ryan stood and recited the answer he practiced.