Once upon a time, I brought an arrowhead to school, don't remember why, so, I give it to a friend, and the Spanish teacher takes it from me, an this is like some super micromanagement school, that I started to hate after 5th grade. So, she takes it, gives it to the principal (Jeff Clark) and then he brings me into his office later that day with 2 other administrators, and the school counselor. He says since the arrowhead was more than 2 inches long on the blade, it was considered a knife, and a weapon. So, I don't respond at all, he makes me his bitch, by pretty much saying cry or i'll call the police. So, he says anyway, and truthfully, that he can call the police since i committed a felony by bringing a "knife" to school, or he can just expell me (same reason). So, I do as he says, and show remorse by crying, this was the end of 6th grade. He let me stay at the private school, still being a complete bitch to me in the future.
So then, next time on the frontline, He thinks i am dealing drugs because i take ADD medicine (start of 7th grade), and the counselor is saying like "Cocaine makes you forget"
because i would always say that i forget, whenever i am in stuff like that
