"tailz" wrote:Yeah, so it's a long story, but today, at school after gym class I found out that my locker was jammed, so I tried to open it and it didn't work, I banged on it, tried to open it with my lock, and it still didn't work. Then after a bit of thinking for a while, I quickly dashed out of the locker room and headed straight for the art room. Ok, so I knew this would be a rather stupid idea, but I went to my art class to grab a knife. (*cough* Scalpel *cough*) So, I went back to the locker room and tried to open it with the knife. Of course this also didn't work and so I tried to look for my gym teacher to go and help me. (I also, secretly broke into a door which lead to upstairs to a dancing room, with the help of my trusty so called "Scalpel". :d evil:
) So, I found my gym teacher downstairs keeping watch of a dodgeball game, and I asked for his help. Apparently, some girl lead me to the female gym teacher and then she helped me. So, since this lady didn't know me too well, she knew I had a knife with me (I tried to hide it behind a backpack, but it didn't work.), so she picked it up and then took me down to the office. (Yep, I was in trouble. It's usually normal for me, cause I'm a bit of a trouble maker at school sometimes.) Though, I got out as Innocent, cause I was never going to harm anyone or even myself with the knife. But, I had to go home early though and I'm also suspended for a few days, but that's alright.
Here comes the embarrassing part. So, I found out that there was a little lever you had to push to open the stupid locker in the locker room, but I just couldn't see it cause it was rusty.
So, I got changed. Got to my school locker to go get my Backpack, ignored the office and headed straight to my Biology class. But soon, I felt bad so I went ahead and turned myself in. So, when I got there, my mother was there waiting for me and so we had a talk with the principal. Of course, he told my mother the story and then my mother just laughed and said to him. "You know, my daughter and I usually watch this anime show called Black Jack, and that's probably where she got it from cause it looks like a scalpel." Good God, mother! Did you have to say that to him?! I was soo embarrassed that I hid my face with my gym shorts.
Yeah, so that's my story. Anyways, ever since I got home my mother and brother call me Black Jack a whole lot now and make jokes about it.