Whatever...

you turn toward the annoying kid. "Shaun...I'm sorry but i've got to go now." He lets out a loud snort and waves you goodbye like a real loser. You roll your eyes and strap on your back pack. You take a couple steps away from the school and into the parking lot.
Suddenly a blue sedan runs you over at about 70 mph. The front of the car knocks you down as one of the tires crushes your skull in. Brain matter and blood fly onto the sidewalk as children are screaming. Next time you should look both ways.