Time seemed to pass slowly, as Ace fiddled with various things from her pockets.

She solved, scrambled and re solved a rubik's cube over and over, as Bender lit his boot on fire, and Andrew played with his sweatshirt strings.

Slowly, everyone else dropped off into sleep, leaving Ace to sigh, pulling out her beat up walkman, and slipping the headphones over her ears.

She'd been about to flip the tape, when footsteps again approached the door. Quickly tucking the player away, she looked up as Vernon entered again, sighing.

"Are they all asleep?"

She nodded slowly.

"Wake up!" He yelled clapping his hands.

No one moved.

Vernon sighed, rubbing at his temples, "Who has to go to the lavatory?"

Suddenly every hand in the room was up.

He sighed again, "Let's go."

They were haphazardly paraded out of the library and down to the bathrooms, "Hurry it up." Vernon instructed.

Ace followed Claire and Allison into the girls bathroom, leaning against the wall with a sigh, "He's a real prick isn't he?"

"Yeah," Claire sighed, digging through her bag, "Hey, do you have any skin cream?"

"Uhhhhh, no. I don't really do the whole... makeup thing." She shook her head.

"Why not?" Claire asked, looking at her in the mirror.

"Feels weird. Brushes on my face..." She shuddered, "Wouldn't be able to do it."

"Say, how did you know to get Andrew to go back to his own seat? Earlier."

Again, Ace shrugged, "Heard Vernon coming down the hall."

"Everyone was yelling though." She frowned.

Allison's stall opened, and she walked out, moving to the sink, "I heard him too."

After they had been deposited back in the library, Bender got up and began to wander again, finding a book and beginning to tear out pages.

"That's real intelligent." Andrew scoffed.

"You're right... it's wrong to destroy literature." Bender said, continuing to tear out the pages, "It's so much fun to read, and- man Molet is just such a good chapter."

"It's Mol-yare." Ace corrected.

He rolled his eyes, dropping the book and moving on to the file card cabinets, shuffling the pages around, "Big deal. Nothin to do when your locked in a vacancy.."

Ace sighed, zoning out as she began to solve the rubik's cube once again. It took Bender tossing a crumpled paper at her sometime later for her to realize someone had asked her something, "Hmmm?"

"I'm taking a census, you think 'Claire' is a fat girl name?" He asked.

Ace looked at him for a long moment, and then back at Claire, "Bender you're really makin me think that maybe you're the freak, not me."

Andrew chuckled, "She's sort of right."

"I still think I'm ri--ght." Bender said in a sing-song voice, moving to lean against the railing.

Claire turned, flipping him off.

"Oh.... Obscene gestures from the pristine girl." Bender feigned hurt.

"I'm not that pristine." Claire scoffed.

Bender laughed, leaning closer to her, "Oh really? Are you a virgin? I'll bet you a million dollars that your not. Let me guess, it'll be a white wedding."

"Why don't you just shut up!" Claire snapped.

"You ever been kissed on the mouth?" He grinned in the silence, "You ever been felt up? Over the bra...under the blouse... shoes off.... Hoping to god you're parents don't walk in?"

Ace frowned, "Shut the fuck up, Bender."

"Why? You gonna puke like the prom queen is? Didn't realize you were-"

"Leave them both alone!" Andrew snapped, cutting him off.

Bender slowly moved to stand in front of his desk, "What?"

"I said leave both of them alone!" He repeated, standing up.

"You gonna make me?" Bender challenged.

"Yeah..." Andrew sneered.

Bender glared at him, "You and how many of your friends?"

"Just you and me. Two hits. Me hitting you. You hitting the floor," Andrew threatened, "Anytime you're ready pal."

Ace shoved her seat back and out of the way as Bender half smacked him. Andrew had him on the floor in the blink of an eye, "You try that again and you're totalled man!"

From where his face was shoved into the floor, Bender laughed, "I don't think you want to get into this with me, man."

"Why not?" Andrew asked, getting up.

"Cause I'd kill you," He shrugged, standing up and pulling the switchblade from his pocket, "Plain and simple."

"Put the damn knife away, Bender." Ace said, standing up.

"You don't tell me what to do." He snapped, even as he walked away, folding the blade close.

He fell back into his seat heavily as the door swung open again, this time the janitor, Carl, came in, pushing the cart with him.

"Hey, Brian, how's it going?" He asked, starting to empty the bins from behind the desks.

"Your dad works here?" Bender asked.

Brian ignored him, ducking his head.

"Uh, Carl?" Bender raised a hand.

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you a question?" Bender leaned back in his seat, "How does one become a janitor?" 

"You wanna become a janitor?" The man asked, straightening up.

Bender chuckled, "Well, no not personally, but Andrew here, he's interested in a career in the custodial arts."

"Really? You guys think I'm some untouchable peasant? Some Peon? Well guess what, I know everything that goes on at this school. I read your notes, I go through your lockers, I am the eyes and ears of this school." He sneered.

"Oh yeah?" Bender asked, pretending to be interested.

"You think you're so cool don't you Bender? Wait till you realize I'm better off than you. I give you ten years at the most. Junkie living in a trailer in texas, you blink and your fat bitch wife is taking the kids, oh no, gotta cope. One bad shoot up and you're gone Buddy."

He looked at Brian, "You, Mr. Wizard, yeah. Lots of material success, big shot position, boom, boom boom, three heart attacks before you're thirty nine."

Claire snickered, causing Carl to look over at her, "Oh I wouldn't be laughing princess, we all know that in twenty years you'll be a hundred pounds more, six kiddies, old husbands with more girlfriends than you can count."

He looked around, eyes falling on Allison, "Oh man Ms. Sensitive, I'd say something, but I think you already know where you're bound to end up. I hope that wood paneled station wagon and  driving car pool work out well for you."

"And Sporto there, you're gonna go pro aren't you? Till you're halfway through college, get wasted at a party, fall down the stairs, tear your acl and never recover, no girls want a guy who almost went pro."

Ace frowned, looking up at Carl, confused, "Bender's the biggest prick here, you don't gotta bother everyone else."

He turned to look at her, "Oh really? Cause last I checked you were on the fast track to that institution in Michigan. Maybe I'm not much better than the rest of 'em, but clearly I'm doing better than you."

Ace slumped in her seat, shrinking back into her jacket.

Carl laughed, as he headed toward the door, "By the way, that clock is twenty minutes fast."

"Prick." Andrew muttered.

As the door slammed close again Bender sighed, "This fucking blows."

After a moment, Andrew leaned toward Ace, "What did he mean- 'institue in michigan'?"

She only shook her head, rocking in her seat and itching a hand through her hair.

The Janitors comments come from the deleted scenes, where he called all of them out, and I wish they would have kept that in the movie. You can find the deleted scenes on youtube.