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that for the weekend. I didn’t know if Missy would do it or not.
    “I’ll have more papers on Monday,” I announced and walked off without waiting for a response. It was worth two doobies to not have to bear the monotony of grading those Spanish papers.
    My first two periods whizzed by and then I was called to the Principal fucker Tucker’s office. I had no idea what she wanted, but I didn’t want to deal with her bullshit. There were police officers everywhere, with big German Shepherd dogs.
    My insides froze as I forced myself to reluctantly march to the Principal’s office.
    “Good morning, Ms. Roby,” the secretary greeted me.
    “Morning,” I replied in a singsong voice. I wanted to keep her on my good side. I had brought her in some of my clothes that I no longer wanted and ever since, she had been my best friend. She even tipped me off when the principal was on a rampage, so that I could prepare for it. I had just recently started digging for information from her to use in my book. Yes, my relationship with her definitely had its uses.
    “What’s going on?” I asked her in wide-eyed innocence.
    “They did a campus sweep this morning, for drugs,” she said in hushed tones. “The school’s starting quarterback was caught, which has completely devastated Principal Tucker.”
    She stopped talking as I heard footsteps approach. I looked up and met the eyes of Principal fucker , and she looked pissed.
    “Come into my office,” she demanded. She looked so mean, I was terrified. Not many people terrified me, but she succeeded with one small look.
    I walked into her office and my heart started to hammer loudly in my chest. I could hear it between my ears and wondered if anyone else could. I looked around and a small gasp escaped my lips when my eyes fell upon Craig. I immediately wondered if he had told on me. I would kill the bastard if he did. I knew he would be looking for a way to deflect the blame. I had told him we shouldn’t exchange the stuff at school. That little asshole.
    “Craig has been telling me a very interesting story,” she began as she took her seat behind the massive mahogany desk.
    I was instantly transported back to high school, though I had never been in trouble, I could only imagine it would have felt like that.
    “Weren’t you, Craig?” She looked at him, expecting him to answer.
    “Um, yes, Principal Tucker,” he whispered.
    “Since you were the one that initially found them, I wanted you to be included in the dialogue I have with Mr. Marten.”
    I tried to keep my face blank, but I had no clue what the fuck she meant.
    “Craig Marten told me that you had found the controlled substance in his backpack and told him to immediately turn it in. Instead of listening to you, he put it in his locker.”
    I looked at Craig questioningly. What the fuck? Was this little fucker covering for me?
    “That’s correct, Principal Tucker. You know that my parents are always away doing movies and they stuck me in this Academy so that I could play sports. Our butler supervises me while they’re away. My brother stuck them in my backpack as a joke. He thinks it’s funny when my parents have to be called home.” He looked at us and shook his head sadly. “The poor boy lacks parental guidance.”
    I looked at Principal fucker and couldn’t believe she was buying this lame-ass story. I could have totally come up with a better one, had anyone asked me.
    Principal Tucker looked at Craig sympathetically. “I understand.” Then she turned to me and her gaze switched to evil. “You should have reported this to me, Mrs. Roby. I am contemplating writing you up for this incident, which will go into your permanent file.”
    “Please don’t!” I pleaded and sat at the edge of my seat. I hated my job, but didn’t want to be fired. That would be beyond mortifying!
    “I won’t write you up this time. Craig speaks very highly of you and his family is one of the Academy’s largest benefactors.