At the cafeteria, a small group of hungry students are standing in line. Noah, Leila and Connor are waiting in the middle of the group.
Noah: (elated) It's lunch time! Man, I'd take anything at this point.
Leila: Would an unbaked potato count as 'anything'?
Noah: (gives her a 'seriously?' look) No.
Connor: Let's just focus on getting something to eat, OK? I know what I'm having.
Noah moves forward, accidently bumping into a taller, burly teenage boy. He turns around, glaring at Noah.
Noah: (embarrassed) Hehe, sorry.
Burly student: You think it's funny, you little punk?
Noah: Ahh, no. No, no, no. I was just embarrassed. (the burly student approaches him) I said I'm sorry.
Burly student: Oh, you're sorry? (grabs Noah by the shirt) I'll show you 'sorry'. (he pulls Noah as Noah struggles to break free from his powerful grip)
Noah: Hey, let go! Let go of me! (Leila intervenes, pulling Noah away from the burly student)
Leila: Knock it off! He said he was sorry! So can you please drop it