Oh yeah! I gotta tell you guys about geometry class one year!
The way our Geometry teacher let us do work is, after he taught the lesson, we'd split into groups of 3, and he'd hand out the homework and the answers. He gave us the answers, because he wanted to see our work, and how we arrived at the answer.
Simple enough.
The two girls I was paired with were notoriously getting poor marks on all their homework, because they just copied the answers straight from the answer sheet to the homework, no work shown whatsoever. They decided they were sick of getting poor marks. I always got high marks because, like a normal person, I did what the teacher asked of us and showed the damn work. The two girls decided to start copying off my paper. When we got in our groups when class started to go over the previous night's homework, they'd wait until I had to go ask the teacher something, and would copy my work from my paper to theirs. It infuriated me, but, I couldn't prove they were doing it. And, on the days where I didn't ask the teacher something, they'd get poor marks from no work shown.
On one of the days that I didn't need to ask the teacher something, however, one of them just straight up took the paper off my desk, and started copying it. Infuriated, I immediately took it back, crumpling it slightly, but, eh. I didn't care. Conversation that happened then is this:
Me: You can't keep copying my paper. I'm sick and tired of it. You're in 10th grade. Act like it.
Girl 1: Give it back! I need to finish!
Girl 2: Yeah! I and I haven't even started copying it yet!
Me: I'm not giving it back. It's my homework. Why do you need it? Just show the work yourselves.
Girl 1: But the work is hard! And he just gives us the answers anyway! I don't see why we need to show how we got it.
Me: If you're having trouble, ask Mr. Riggleman (the teacher), or even call Ask Rose. I'm tired of you two copying my papers.
Girl 2: Well, you're in our group. That means you should help us!
Me: Yeah. Help you. Not let you copy my paper 5 minutes before he collects it.
Girl 1: Just let me finish copying! I only got down, like, half an equation!
Me: Nope. ANd, goodbye ladies. I'm going to go ask Mr. Riggleman if I can switch groups, because I'm done with you both.
And that's exactly what I did. And, after I showed him that they had been copying my work, with the girl only having 1 half an equation down, and he saw it was the same as mine, he switched me groups, and the girl they got instead of me let them copy her papers, no problem.
So. They didn't learn anything. But, oh well. They weren't my problem anymore, because I got away from them.