Adult Dean: After a weekend full of heartache over Keisa and marches and riots on the news, I actually looked forward to the mundane normalcy of school. [all the White kids are staring at Dean] Yep, it'd been like this ever since I stepped off the bus.
Mrs. Anderson: Okay, class, pay attention. Here are last Friday's quiz scores.
Adult Dean: A "C"? My GPA was being assassinated! And before you say anything, that's a great metaphor. And the quiz was on metaphors, so how'd I get a "C"?
[flashback to Dean sobbing at his desk and ripping up his home work set to "The Tracks of My Tears"]
Adult Dean: Oh, right. It was the night I saw my former friends, Cory and Keisa, kiss.