Ok so at school I called my mom 1st hour becasue I remembered that we need to have a picture of myself for art. She texted me 2nd hour asking what age I wanted. I texted her back that I wanted a recent one and the teacher caught me and took my phone. In my school you get 3 chances to get your phne taken away-well acually 2.
The first time it's taken and you get it back at the end of the day. With your parents notified....
The second time your parents have to come get your phone themselves.
And the third time you get suspended.
I got mine taken away once on freshman year and I was'nt sure if you only get 2 chances per 4 years or if it resets every year. So natrally I was stressing.
Ok, so on my off hour (4th) I went to my dean and knocked on the door. A police officer answered and was like "Give us a minute." I nodded and sat down. The door opened again he told me to come in.
I did and the dean said "Is this the girl?"
The police officer said "This is her." There was a somewhat serious mood. I just took a seat and they were like "Most people freak out when we do that."
I just breathed out (like I was relieved) and said "And here I thought you'd found the body!"
They laughed so hard. Yeah, they like me now.