lolz, There were three boys in my school on Wednesday.. or maybe it was on Tuesday that thought it would be a good idea to smoke pot in school.
I found out about it not by rumors, but because I was there.
HERE'S THE STORY:
It was just after lunch and I was in my fifth period class and I'd just gotten permission from my teacher to go to my locker to get my books for my next class. So after packing up my stuff, I went out into the hall, and it was empty, other then myself and these two boys. I didn't pay them any mind, as I would have any other time, even though the hallway smelled.. to be frank, nasty, but I figured that the school just stank. LOL.
So, to get to my locker I had to leave that hall, and go down a staircase. Well, the boys, who had gotten ahead of me, choose to go that route as well. They seemed paranoid, and looked back at me twice. Again, I didn't pay them any mind, I just continued down the stairs a few paces behind them.
Once we got downstairs they darted off to the bathroom, and I'd noticed the stench got stronger... I got my Chemistry book, and was closing my locker, when I noticed the boys exit the bathroom out of the corner of my eyes. One of my teacher's would then come out of her classroom, recognizing the scent, when the kids were trying to get into the janitor's closet to hide their stash.
From there I was sent off to find an administrator, which I did, and it would only be when I went back up-stairs, that I would find out it was pot, because after my fifth period was dismissed and we were going to our next class did the other students announce that the smell was in fact pot.
WELL, from there, in sixth period I started getting a really severe headache, my Chemistry teacher, and later the nurse, diagnosed that I had gotten a contact high, since I was in the hall with the boys while they were carrying the burning drug, and he also guessed that I was allergic to the smoke. From there I went to the nurse, called my Mutti, got some medicine, then went to class and finished the rest of the day.
Ever since my mutti has been calling me a dope-head and I've been singing Afroman songs and speaking ebonics, yo.
I found out about it not by rumors, but because I was there.
HERE'S THE STORY:
It was just after lunch and I was in my fifth period class and I'd just gotten permission from my teacher to go to my locker to get my books for my next class. So after packing up my stuff, I went out into the hall, and it was empty, other then myself and these two boys. I didn't pay them any mind, as I would have any other time, even though the hallway smelled.. to be frank, nasty, but I figured that the school just stank. LOL.
So, to get to my locker I had to leave that hall, and go down a staircase. Well, the boys, who had gotten ahead of me, choose to go that route as well. They seemed paranoid, and looked back at me twice. Again, I didn't pay them any mind, I just continued down the stairs a few paces behind them.
Once we got downstairs they darted off to the bathroom, and I'd noticed the stench got stronger... I got my Chemistry book, and was closing my locker, when I noticed the boys exit the bathroom out of the corner of my eyes. One of my teacher's would then come out of her classroom, recognizing the scent, when the kids were trying to get into the janitor's closet to hide their stash.
From there I was sent off to find an administrator, which I did, and it would only be when I went back up-stairs, that I would find out it was pot, because after my fifth period was dismissed and we were going to our next class did the other students announce that the smell was in fact pot.
WELL, from there, in sixth period I started getting a really severe headache, my Chemistry teacher, and later the nurse, diagnosed that I had gotten a contact high, since I was in the hall with the boys while they were carrying the burning drug, and he also guessed that I was allergic to the smoke. From there I went to the nurse, called my Mutti, got some medicine, then went to class and finished the rest of the day.
Ever since my mutti has been calling me a dope-head and I've been singing Afroman songs and speaking ebonics, yo.
