in socials class, I found a nice blue pen on the floor. no one claimed it, so I just took it. I kept on clicking the pen in my hand the whole day
there's this dude who objectifies women, and he's in my drama class
he calls girls "woman" and he's literally like "what do you want, woman?" when a girl tries to speak to him
and he uh
touched my friend's hand, hair, and ankle
I didn't have that class with my friend, but once she told me, and the bell rang for fourth period
I went to drama class
some group was performing
another friend and I were sitting behind him
so that other friend began annoying him by lightly kicking the chair with her foot
and he turned around, and said his famous line: "what do you want, woman?"
she looked at him and didn't say anything, but I said, really loudly, so that the whole class could hear: "remind me again, what did you do during business class? specifically to (insert name here). didn't you touch her ankle, or something?"
he didn't respond and he turned back
a couple of seconds later, my other friend started bothering him again by kicking the chair
he turns around and says the punchline again, only a little more angry
I didn't say anything, but that other friend said: "didn't you touch her hand without her consent? she told you to stop, and you didn't. so I'm not stopping either."
he said "I don't know what you're talking about" and he turns around, and continues
again, my other friend kicked his chair, and this time, he gets pretty angry, saying "What do you think you're doing, woman?"
so I had the blue pen in my hand the whole time, and I pointed at him with it, saying "what do you think you're doing? I don't think you can touch her hair or her hand or her ankle." and then louder, I said something like "her ankle! hah! who touches people's ankles?"
and then I triggered him, which was my whole goal, so he grabbed the pen from me, saying something anti-women
I took the other side of the pen. by now, the whole class was staring at me (except for the teacher, because she daydreams?¿) and I tried pulling the pen back, but he wouldn't let go
instead, I snapped the pen in half, and I don't know what just happened in my mind, but I guess I was angry at him for touching my friend's hair, ankle, and hand when she already said no many times, so I said "you know what? **** you." and I threw the half of the pen I broke onto his face
but then a piece of the pen hit the guy next to him's head and I said "oh, sorry" so I guess I'm Canadian after all
the fire alarm rang
we thought it was a drill of some sort, so we casually walked out
twenty minutes or so later, we went back in
apparently, it was a false alarm; a prank pulled by twelfth graders
we went back, but five minutes later, we smelled smoke
and we were scared
I thought it was another prank
but then I actually smelled it (my nose is dysfunctional, okay)
I smelled the smoke, and, with my class, I rushed outside
everyone else brought their backpacks
I was stupid enough to leave mine behind
while we passed by the main entrance outside, we saw this huge, red cloud of smoke, and we all got worried
forty minutes passed
the principal or something said we could leave if we had all our stuff
WHY DID I NY BRING MY BACKPACK
and he said "it'll be another hour or so until the firefighters sort this out and then we can enter the building"
we found out that apparently, SOME TWELFTH GRADER THREW A SMOKE BOMB IN THE MULTIPURPOSE ROOM
AS A PRANK
I GET IT, YOU'RE GRADUATING, AND YOU HATE THIS SCHOOL, BUT WHY SHOULD THE STUDENTS BE PUNISHED, TOO?
so I waited
finally, it was like, three twenty, and I finally retrieved my backpack and angrily made my way home
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i knew a lady lost the forest for the trees
she grew a lust to bury all underneath
she cut to their heart,
she bled them dry
she kept her fire burning up to the sky