This happened in 6th Grade, so some of this is a little off. I apologize about bad grammar and all that jazz because I'm on my phone, and it's harder for me to write on my phone and I'm not a good speller.
So, we all know In 6th grade, the electives you take is to try something out and see what you like.
Drama, Art, Wood Technology, and Design Technology are all things you can try out and experience in 6th Grade while P.E and Spanish/French are a must and Band/Orchestra/Choir are choices made in 5th Grade.
My middle school has an A day and B day system.
If you where not in band/orchestra/choir your 6th period and 7th period schedule probably looked like this:
A day 6th Period: Art A day 7th Period: Drama B day 6th Period: French B day 7th Period: Physical Education and Fitness.
If you did have any music classes, it'd probably look something like this: A day 6th Period: Art A day 7th Period: French B day 6th Period: Physical Education and Fitness B day 7th Period: Band
Every marking period, Art, Drama, Wood Technology, and Design Technology will change into a different elective while your French/Spanish, P.E, and Music class will stay the same.
There are four marking periods, so kids in music will take each changeable elective once while kids who are not in music will take them twice.
So, I'm in band, so I take each changeable elective once. This happened all in Wood Technology or Wood Tech. Wood Tech is basically a place where you build things out of wood for those who didn't know.
It was close to the end of the marking period when we'd switch to a different elective so we have to finish up with our project we were making, which are shelves.
We had four different pieces to hammer together so it'd be a lovely shelf.
One of our steps was to put a wood paste to hide our nails in our wood, we would then use sandpaper and sand the paste away so it'd be smooth.
So, I finished hammering a side piece to the base piece and I was putting on the wood paste when this girl (who we'll call Skittles cause her hair was died like the rainbow and she loves Skittles.) tried to take my hammer, but I usually have quick reflexes and I grabbed the hammer just in time.
Skittles: What are you doing? Me: Uh... Making sure you're not taking my hammer? What're your doing? Skittles: It's not your hammer, it's Mr. Wood Tech Teacher's. Me: Still, I'm using it. Skittles: No you're not. Me: Yes, I am. Just because it's not in my hand, doesn't mean I'm not using it.
That was kinda new to me because I usually let people walk all over me, but, Skittles was a bitch and I don't let bitches walk over me.
Skittles rolled her eyes and kinda shoved the hammer in my hand.
The next day...
I got called to the 6th Grade Principle's office. Skittles and the 6th Grade Principle was there. (6P means 6th Grade Principle)
6P: (My name) , please have a seat... Okay... You two are here because of an incident that happened in Wood Tech, right? Skittles: Mhm... Me: Huh? 6P: According to Skittles' mom, you took away her hammer and when she tried to take it back, you threatened to kill her with said hammer. Me: What? Why... Why would I do that?
I'm sitting there confused. I'm a kind person who could only kill in video games. I don't have the guts to kill a real human because I will have to live with that guilt til I die and I want a chance to make it into Heaven. Also, I could get EXPELLED if 6P beleives Skittles, maybe ruin my chance of having a stable life in the future.
6P: You tell me. Me: I never said that! C-Check the camera thingy! I never said such things! I-I... Skittles: But, you did! Who in their right minds will make up such a lie?
Spoilers: You and your mom.
6P checked the cameras with us, and I was right. I didn't say anything threatening.
He sent us to class, but before I left he told me I probably shouldn't talk to Skittles anymore because her mom lies a lot.
Next day...
My mom, Skittles, Skittles' Mom, 6P, and I are sitting in the same room together! (Skittles' Mom is EM, my mom is Mom)
6P: Acording to Mrs. Insert Entitled Parent Last Name (My name) took Skittles' sketchbook, and tried to physically harm her...
6P is obviously done with this shit.
EM: Yes, this brat did! Mom: Uh-huh, where's the proof? EM: Your daughter has the sketchbook. Mom: Pedro (That's what she calls me), go get your sketchbook. Oh, or should I say... "Skittles' sketchbook" EM: That's what you should say.
I got my sketchbook which I had since 3rd grade. I tend to draw in a sketchbook for a bit then a family member gets me a new one and I draw in that new one. I also had a notebook where I started in 5th grade
6P: takes sketchbook and flips to a random page. So, Skittles, is this your drawing? Skittles: cringing at the ugly art I drew in 4th grade maybe yeah. EM: I remembered seeing her draw that when she was in 1st grade. Mom:... (My name) drew that when that... That first Five Night's at Freddy's game came out. It's Freddy. 6P: Yes, that's Freddy. I should know, my son loves Five Nights at Freddy's. EM: NO! THAT'S HER TEDDY BEAR, BEARY! Mom: Then why is it a robot thing? Skittles: BECAUSE IT WAS A ROBOT BEAR! 6P: Opens notebook to a random page.
Everyone: Me: internally NO! NO! OH GOD, PLEASE, NO! NO! NOOOO! Everyone: Me: Everyone: Me: Everyone: Obama: Everyone: Me: Everyone: Me: Mom: So... Skittles draws very buff men in dresses, eh? Skittles: NO! EM: YOUR DAUGHTER IS A PERVERT AND A Insert gay slur AND SHOULD BE BURNING IN HELL FOR SUPPORTING ANY KIND OF MEN ACTING LIKE FEMALES! IT'S DISGUSTING. Goes on and on about how my mom and I should stop wearing sweatpants and hoodies and wear more girly clothes and just being sexits and a homophobe
6P tries to settle her down and because of the fact Skittles and EM caused more trouble after that, they were kicked out of my middle school.
This is kind of bad because it's late at night (well early on the morning) and I wanna go to bed. If you want more details, ask me, I'll respond... Maybe around... 11 a.m (EST)
Submitted February 10, 2019 at 07:56AM by my_name_was_too_long http://bit.ly/2GwvMS8
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