So I go to a school that has kids from preschool to 12th grade. Highschoolers get offered more classes because we need the credits, so only Highschool kids can be on the yearbook staff. (This used to not be the case, I was in the yearbook staff when I was in seventh grade.) So I was on the yearbook staff again this year to get my technology credit. My school is very poor so we can’t afford to make tons of flyers or banners so we decorate the whiteboards in the office and entry way. Three of my classmates, lets call them... Frank, Anna, and Brandy were decorating one of the boards to advertise the yearbooks. (Anna is the one who I talked about in a previous post, the one about her having to pee). So anyways, Frank was Googling pictures of flowers so Anna and Brandy could draw them, and they wanted it to be perfect. So Anna messed up and tried to erase the dry erase marker, but it was still wet, so it smeared everywhere. So Brandy, she’s quite the problem solver, screams, “I need a paper towel!” No one got up to get her one, so she rips off her shoe and her sock and starts erasing the dry erase board WITH HER SOCK. Maybe I should have told you that before this, we had P.E. So she smeared her foot sweat all over the white board and just smeared it even more, and she reached over, pulled off Frank’s sock (He didn’t play, also, they’re siblings) and wiped the board down with his sock. He snatched his sock back, left the room without a word, (my teacher doesn’t care) we hear “YEET!,” and he comes back inside with a socked foot, and a bare foot. Turns out, he threw it behind the school into the ditch. I’m just gonna say that my school is not built like a normal school. The highschoolers 9-12 all stay in one room, and that room is just one building connected to a bathroom and the lunchroom, so I could have opened the window and I could have seen him, that’s why we could hear his “YEET!”Â
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