Communication

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My school was having a field trip today (5/19/15) to a saint Paul saints game and we had to have our grades to passing before the end of the week before, and I had a F in band so I thought that I needed to stay back and go to a "study hall" but as it turned out today the day of the field trip as i went to the "study hall" the assistant principal stopped me before entering the room and said... "What are you doing here?" And i replied. "Well 1. I have an F in band and 2. I didn't pay for the trip." "Well I didn't confront you." She said. As soon as i realize that I had been lied to about my eligibility because the teachers misunderstood that band didn't count it was only the "main core" classes like math, science, ect. I ran to my locker grabbed my stuff and headed towards the lunch room, and got ready to go on the bus but before I texted my mom from my iPad from school and asked for money to pay for food that I will need to buy so I can eat my lunch and not go hungry. On the bus ride to the stadium I sat in my seat right behind the teachers and just looked out the window or solved my Rubik's cube and thats it I didn't sit by anyone, I didn't talk, and I most certainly didn't sleep. Every once in a while the girls sitting in the seat behind me tapped my shoulder and asked me what happened but I did nothing to answer them I just sat and stared out the window for a while but every so often one of them would sing some song but they mostly talked about some random guy. When we got to St. Paul every street leading to the stadium was either blocked off or filled with some marching band from St. Paul schools, so we had to get out and walk, by the time we got to the stadium we had to wait outside the main gates. The game started and everything was packed, each line was filled with lines and lines of people waiting for their orders to be taken and food to be received. During the third inning Some of my friends and I went to get lunch because it was nearing noon and I was extremely hungry.

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