Ailith

3

Sitting in the principal's office to awate my fate, I began to pick at my nails, the only thing  I was comfortable touching, fearing someone or something else would break even if I laid a tiny finger on it.

After the incident in the classroom, Mr. Jackson sent me straight to the office, confiscating my test and giving me an automatic zero. The moment I exited the clasaroom, my phone began to blow up with notifications from Snapchat with people posting pictures of the broken desk with some smart ass caption, either sending it directly to me or posting it on their stories.

Honestly, I really need to remember to set my Snapchat on private since I could truly give less of a shit of what everyone at my school was doing 24/7.

The door to my principal's office opened, and there stood our gracious dictator, ushering me to come in to reveal my fate. I gulped, but did my best to keep my pride in tact as I followed him inside. It wasn't the principal that I was scared of; it was whatever I was going to get when I get home. The best case scenario is that I get my phone taken away for the next week. The worst case would be getting my tickets confiscated, making me miss The Misfit Machine concert Saturday night. My folks technically could not take my tickets, though, since I was the one who paid for them with my babysitting and tutoring money.

Sitting on the chair (as carefully as I could), the principal just stared at me, like he wanted to see me suffer with this anticipation. Finally, he began to speak.

"Ms. Brianna," he said, "This seems to be your third time coming to my office..."

Oh great, here comes his famous lecturing of "What You Have Done Wrong in the Past," I groaned at myself.

"Let's see...the first time you came here...I believe you talked back to a teacher..."

"WHO..." I loudly cut him off. There was no way I was going to be made the bad guy in this, "...was giving me flack for going to the bathroom a lot, not understanding that women have this wonderful thing once a month called PERIODS and needed an explanation on how the woman's body works..."

"Let me finish, young lady!" he snapped, "You will not talk back to me as well!"

I stopped myself, knowing that I have stated my case. However, I knew he wasn't done. 

"Second time you came here..."

Knew it. Does he really not remember what happened the last time?

"....you punched a boy right in the nose..."

"WHO...." I loudy interrputed again, "Grabbed my ass after I told him a million times 'no' on going with him to the next dance!"

That did it for the principal. He slammed his hands on the desk and began to lean over, looking me directly in the eyes in a threatening matter. "I said, let me finish my sentence, you little...." he growled, but stopped himself from saying what I knew what he was going to say. Nevertheless, he continued; "Don't you know anything about respecting authority?"

I just sat there, rising my one eyebrow. I wasn't scared at all. I was just keeping a calm demeanor, knowing it was my only defense mechanism with this asshole. 

"I was also taught the value of respecting another person's body, and that sometimes, authority can be a huge fucking prick," I said in a calm voice.

The principal looked so furious at this point that I swear I could see a vein pop out a bit on his bald head. If it weren't for the fact that I was a minor, he would've beaten the living shit out of me right here, right now. That's at least what I heard he did and why the previous school disctrict moved him to my district.