sunnydale_90666
Oh my gosh, I know no one is going to believe this, but today I got sent to the princepal's office. I think I was pretty much able to charm my way out of it, though. Close call, I have to say. Well, I guess I have to tell the whole story.
So, I was a little late to school today, because someone had taken my reserved parking space in the lot, so I had to call up Daddy, and he was working so he said I had to just use another parking spot. Well, there was no was I was going to do that. Some idiot was probably going to crash into it. So, I had to find another spot. Well, I finally did, but it was a bit far from the school.
I was wearing my short skirt and high heels, though, so I had to walk to the school, and that took me like fifteen minutes, because there was no way that I was going to run. That's a sin for a popular girl in a skirt. Well, anyway, back to the story. So, the bell was ringing when I walked into the building, but I still had to go to my locker, because Mr. Marson would kill me if I didn't have my books, and so I could bare to be late.
But guess what? Snyder sent out his assistant to check the halls. My lucky day. So, she sent me right over to his office, where he called my dad (who wasn't happy to be disturbed for the second time in a day), so I just said I'll never be late again. And I think it worked.
So, I was a little late to school today, because someone had taken my reserved parking space in the lot, so I had to call up Daddy, and he was working so he said I had to just use another parking spot. Well, there was no was I was going to do that. Some idiot was probably going to crash into it. So, I had to find another spot. Well, I finally did, but it was a bit far from the school.
I was wearing my short skirt and high heels, though, so I had to walk to the school, and that took me like fifteen minutes, because there was no way that I was going to run. That's a sin for a popular girl in a skirt. Well, anyway, back to the story. So, the bell was ringing when I walked into the building, but I still had to go to my locker, because Mr. Marson would kill me if I didn't have my books, and so I could bare to be late.
But guess what? Snyder sent out his assistant to check the halls. My lucky day. So, she sent me right over to his office, where he called my dad (who wasn't happy to be disturbed for the second time in a day), so I just said I'll never be late again. And I think it worked.