......STUPID SOPHOMORE BOYS!

So me, , and her boyfriend were walking down the breezeway from the lunch room to the main building of school known as B building.

There are 2 breezeways actually. one thats connected to the building with one glass wall and one brick wall and the other is all glass. In the center we have this really spiffy courtyard, cooper square.

So the three of us are walking in the all glass breezeway and there are 5 sophomore boys in the courtyard, trying to get in throught one of the breezeways many locked doors.

So I'm walking a little behind my friends because they are the cutest couple on the face of the planet and are adorable. We notice the boys trying to get in and keep walking because one of the next two doors they go to open should be unlocked.

But one kid decides he isn't going to wait and kicks in one of the glass windows. The one I'm standing across from. And suddenly there is shattered glass flying at me. And 's boyfriend is standing between her and the window by coincidence and we're all frozen in place for a few seconds.

and I start crying. Because I have to biggest fear of glass in the world. sometimes I wonder how I can ever walk through the breeze way with all that class. I can barely walk in a class room that's doors window is even slightly cracked.

and 's boyfriend is quickly moving her away from the glass as kids pour into the breezeway to see what happened. and i'm following my friends, crying and they turn around and immediatly gets whats happening and that im having a panic attack.

and suddenly there's one of our schools social workers hugging me and leading me into the main office and the whole office staff is freaked out because I'm not hurt by some miracle but I'm still crying because I'm so freaked out.

and then i'm sitting in one of our assistant principals offices and hes asking me to try and tell him what happened, and getting out photos for me to look at of the whole sophomore class.

And I can only remember their haircuts and cant find their haircuts! and I'm trying to calm down a bit because I was suppost to have a math test right after lunch.

by the time I make it to class, maybe ten minutes late, I'm nowhere near calmed down enough to take the test and the teacher wouldn't let me take it thank god. I wouldn't have gotten past question number one.

I barely calmed down enough to take my psych quiz to tell the truth and I was kind of mellow and unexpressive the rest of the day.

and someone asked me how much trouble to boy was going to get in. Someone else answered that they hoped it was a lot because I was emotionally traumatized to the point where I could barely talk.



But I do have good news! I'm going to be in the lions halftime show on thanksgiving! I get to learn 5, yes 5 diffrent dances and I'm so excited. So you all better watch it of i'll get you!

just kidding, I'm still to out of it to do any damage to anyone.