I had a 5 hour meeting with the principal. Of course we stopped to eat and occasionally use the bath room but that was only the time we stopped speaking.
He said he was waiting for me, how he was expecting me to come crawling back to this school and some other bull shit he was spouting like he was hot shit. I bet he thinks he's king of the fucking world because he's the principal of a run down school in the middle of a little mountain town.
Anywho, almost immediately I brought up the whole thing with Eric and voiced my opinion on it. All throughout my 15 minute rant he just stood there looking dumbfounded nodding his head.
By request of.......him I can't leak anything about the private "meeting" with him (no matter how stupid I think this is I have no choice to follow it)
I could say the results though. I'm allowed on school campus but I can't wear the uniform until the beginning of the third term.
WHAT EVER! I thought to myself.
As soon as I left his office Bebe snapped a picture of me. ( AKA the picture on the top of the page).
"How was it"?!? She said with the biggest smile ever!
I told her and she hugged me so hard I fell back. My first day started on Monday. If I said I was excited that'd be a dirty lie.
I went home that evening and had to literally force my self from going anywhere that'd get me into trouble.
I began just writing about the day on a separate sheet looseleaf while I was taking a shit then out of no where my mother just opened the door like she owned the place. Well then again she does...
That night was the first night I slept in my own bed, in my own room, in my own house in months.
It felt so good
YOU ARE READING
Wendy's Drawing Book
Short StoryShit The word I used a lot during the years of 2011-2013 I was told to keep all my thoughts in a broken down notebook some whore found in the back of her closet or whatever. I was forced into accepting.......his suggestion of doing this shit. He t...
