Pep rally day. I have been planning the annual winter break pep rally for a week now, everything is in place and ready to go. Miss. McMin wanted something else for the pep rally. She's the president of student council, I'm the vice president. She and I seldomly disagree. I walk into the big gymnasium with my ripped jeans, and shirt that says, "Abortion Right, over gun control." Yeah it might be controversial. We attend a high school. Aren't we adults? The principal did not like what I was wearing, "Change." she states. "My shirt, my choice." I stubbornly say. She's already had enough. Likewise.
Two weeks later; I'm back at school. Yeah, so I might have gotten suspended, and revoked from student council advisory. You live and learn.
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RandomJust writing short stories here. Each one could be a stand alone. ALL OF THESE STORIES ARE FAKE.
