Help her carry them home.
Help her up, but then run off.
Help her carry them home, and bless her so it never happens again
Kill her, because she asked you
"I will never help you do anything, but simply act as a weight keeping you down for the rest of your life"
"Of course, what do you need help with?"
"Ok, but for five minutes only!"
"By the power of God, may my brushes with the broom be precise, and my aim with the kitty litter be accurate, what is your whim?"
"My heart has become hollow because of the lonely voices in my head, so my entire body is forcing me to kneel down and cut myself. So no"
"I would like it if you left the room, so I can curse and rant about this disgusting stuff in peace"
"Mmmmm, my favourite!"
"I hope I dont throw up this time. You should really learn to cook."
Scream and shout and throw your chair through a window.
"The teacher must have had a reason so I cant argue."
Sulk a little bit but go to the detention anyway.
I have sinned my fellow classmates in the eyes of god. I must beg the teacher, and God for forgiveness.
Go to the detention like a good little boy. When the teachers back is turned slowly club her to death with the schools pet turtle.