I started a thread on here a few months ago bitching about getting harrassed at school. I can’t be arsed to go find it. But the gist of it was that my friend Ben excommunicated me from his lunch table, and I began sitting with these jockish types. I decided that they were morons, and I sat elsewhere again. Finally I got fed up with lunch, and arranged things so that I go home for lunch. Even had the doctor approve it. School anxiety, basically.
Fast forward to yesterday. The harassment had come down to two boys, Isaiah and Jordan, and was done in the class they both had me in, Spanish. I also have Isaiah alone in Geometry. They both kept being assholes to me and generally harassing me.
Yesterday, Isaiah joked about me being the I-270 sniper. For those of you not in Ohio, the I-270 sniper is some cockwharf who drives around a small stretch of I-270, a highway in Columbus, and shoots people. A few days ago, he killed a woman. Isaiah kept bugging me about it, asking if I was him. Finally, I told my parents about this, and my dad called up the Spanish teacher, and told her to put an end to it, basically moving a few seats around.
Today came the last straw.
I came to school, and started hearing rumors that people were handing out banners and papers saying I was the sniper. I only heard rumors until our Advisor/Advisee period, which is where you meet up in homeroom for a half hour and talk, or watch movies. Today we watched a movie about underage drinking, how it’s bad for you, blah blah blah. After the movie, people asked me about Isaiah’s stunt. I tell them that I’m going to confront Isaiah in Geometry later that day.
Geometry comes. I confront Isaiah, basically telling him to stop being an asshole. Stop bugging me, stop saying I’m a sniper, just don’t talk me or communicate with me in any shape or form. He just gives his usual fake apologies that he always gives just before starting with his shit again. The teacher comes in, sees it, and talks to me, telling me to keep it out of the classroom.
It gets better. I had a Spanish Club meeting after school. So I’m in the cafeteria waiting for the meeting to start. Isaiah, along with several true friends, come up to me. Phil, one of my friends, bitches at Isaiah. Then Isaiah hands me a couple sheets of paper, saying I was the sniper. Complete with clip-art and pictures of bicycles. They all leave. The Geometry teacher sees this, and asks me if it is anything she should know about. I simply hand her the papers, with a “Judge for yourself” look on my face. She takes me to the principal’s office, and I talk with the principal about it. Basically, these guys are guilty of slander and libel. I don’t think it will come to that. I hope it doesn’t. But the principal is going to talk to these two boys tomorrow, and see what they say.
First a teacher gets caught boinking a student, now this.
The joys of high school…