Journal Entry # 20 Tuesday, 2:47pm 2018
I sat down in a brown fabric chair. Of course I'm in trouble.. "Mr. Castious has told me you punched a student,- " said the Assistant Principal, Mrs. Wermore. "In the face, in the middle of his class!"
I frowned. "Care to explain, Ms. Oakland?" Mrs. Wermore stared at me expectantly. I looked the woman dead in her eyes. "I. Did not. Hit him. In the face." I hated this school, these teachers. Especially the Principals. We'd had more problems with the damn district than with the classes over the years. Sometimes the teachers were the problem. "Excuse me?" The Assistant Principal said sternly.
I blinked, my mind wandering a bit.
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"What, you can't playfully punch some one in the shoulder, not even someone-, someone you know?- a friend?" I stood up. The Assistant Principal frowned. "You shouldn't even be laying a hand on other students, let alone attacking them!"I threw my hand in the air, and rolled my eyes. " Oh my god." You people are so fucking dumb!
"You can't have friends at this school now? Or even oh ,I don't know,- relationships?" I countered. The Assistant Principal stood up. "Sit down."
I gave an expression of wtf. "No."
"Sit the hell down!" The Assistant Principal shouted.
I didn't budge. I bit my lip to the side annoyed. "No, I'm not going to do that." I turned away and reached for the door. "Oakland!"
"Wermore." I turned the knob."Sit down now damn it!"
I laughed sarcastically. "Fuck you." I opened the door and speed walked out of the office and into the hallway.
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I blinked and frowned. "I'm sorry,- you're wasting my class time." I said, standing up. The Assistant Principal didn't move or say another word. I grabbed my backpack and left her room, walking down the hall and out of the office. I breathed a sigh of relief.Once I was down the main hallway I stopped by the stairs. "I'm so glad I didn't do what I was just thinking.." I thought aloud.
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