HAY GUYS

I poked it and it made a sad sound · Nov 16, 2007, 02:01 AM

In high school, I had a couple of close friends. These sorts of friends were the unsavory sort that people didn't like a hell of a lot.

I am pretty sure I know who started the rumor, but at the time, it was a touchy subject. She told everyone under her breath that my friend Rich and I had a hit list. This was immediately after Columbine. Needless to say, the rumor caught like wildfire.

Within one period of one school day, Rich and I were yanked by administration, interrogated, and had our lockers searched. It was hilarious because I was laughing and Rich was crying when we were getting interrogated.

Administration was APPARENTLY getting phone calls from parents and sent a letter home with every child saying that we were suspected of some awful shit, but that they were investigating - nothing to worry about. Some of the parents demanding the school get shut down for a few days, but that never happened.

We were kind of not liked at ALL after that incident. There were some genuinely amusing rumors going around about Rich and I as a "couple," which we never really were. Just pals. The shit bored high school kids will come up with is fucking AMAZING. The sexual escapades Rich and I had sounded kind of awesomely painful.

Apart from that, I heard I was a dyke a lot. Big shock there. But really, apart from that, whatever rumors were out there about me I didn't get to hear too much. Didn't phase me.

Jam it back in, in the dark.

I poked it and it made a sad sound · Nov 16, 2007, 02:23 AM

Originally Posted by Denicalis

I got that one, Sass. Because I wore (and still do) this gorgeous black wool 3/4 length greatcoat. It was my grandfathers during WW II, and served as an officer's uniform in the colder countries. Some grade 9 freaked the fuck out about it and I got called to the office. Classy stuff.

O, yea. I forgot to mention we DID wear trenchcoats. On rainy days. Imagine that. (Which here in fall is pretty much all the time.)

High school kids. Anything for a stick of drama, I guess. I just can't imagine this shit carrying on into your 20s, though, jesus christ.

Sounds like an awesome jacket, though. Wish I had one of those. ;_; (I've actually looked, but they're either godawful expensive or way too tiny. Fat people in tiny jackets and all that noise.)

There's nowhere I can't reach.