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At last! The end of the week finally decided to crawl towards Friday's welcoming embrace. All students were glad for this day, but Ben Charleston was frothing at the mouth. He'd behaved all week, refraining from pilfering the beloved socks of the school girls. There were times when he didn't think he would make it. The girls made it all too easy for him to slip up, it was a solid debate to wonder if they counted on his habits to best him. But he managed, mostly by taking a deep sniff when they weren't looking. In retrospect, that probably should've been how he practiced his foot-centric fun. Then again, deep down Ben wanted to be caught. He liked attention. And if he was secretive, then Principal Vera's promise wouldn't come to be. Speaking of which, the last period was passing through. Just five more minutes. Suddenly, one last challenge. Ms. Lambert, his semi-datable teacher, had inconveniently chosen to wear open-toed sandals to class. Her green painted nails shone and glistened