Bucky's up for it. What better way to cement their glory than mutual hand clapping? His smiling face turns through the crowd to watch the meandering students point and laugh along with them.

"Oh shit..."

The scenic view is woefully interrupted by the one man not smiling. The AP English teacher is combing through the crowd, and when his eyes hit Bucky they both know who's done it.

"Uhmm run?" He suggests just before he's hightailing it down the steps, his name bellowed out behind him.