Whatever...

You get her bag, because you're quite the literal fictional character.

Needless to say, the original author probably meant "get her back", but she didn't say that because she's a douchebag.

So here you are in the middle of class holding this little twat's bag, and the teacher sends you to the principal's office, where the principal (hopped up on crack and painkillers) snaps your neck, calling you "Charlie".

The newspapers say they've never seen a killing quite so gruesome, but you aren't around to see that you've made the front page.



Whatever.