School Drama?

DROP YOUR HIGHSCHOOL/SCHOOL DRAMAS HERE! :D

Alright. Let's talk school drama. Not the baby kind like “omg someone wore the same shirt as me.” I mean "i wanted to choke” drama.

I graduated like, a year ago. And lemme tell you—high school was one long fever dream. Rumors flying around, kids fighting in the halls, people getting bullied over literally breathing. The vibe? Heathers musical meets straight-up soap opera. Except no music and way too much B.S.

I was one of the quietest kids in class. Yeah. Me. Shocking, right? I had big “minding my own business” energy, and people took that as permission to treat me like a background NPC. Huge mistake.

One day, the school decides to do class exchanges. Our class? Loved our classroom. None of us wanted to move.

So then these three girls walk up to me and my friend (They were new, poor guy had no idea what was coming), all fake-sweet like, “Heyyy, how are youuu?” and start complimenting my drawings. Like, huh?? EHE?? B****??? I HEARD YOU TALK TRASH ABOUT ME TWO DAYS AGO. Don’t suddenly act like you’re auditioning for the Nice People Olympics.

They tried convincing me to change classes. I said, “I’ll think about it,” because I wasn’t in the mood to go full WWE in the hallway. But every day after that? This girl kept coming. Like a fly you can't swat.

She even sat in front of us with her little squad WHISPERING LOUDLY—“How are we gonna get them to leave? We have so many friends here…” Bro. I CAN HEAR YOU. Your fake whispering is louder than the school bell.

Then she starts sitting ON MY ACTUAL DESK. Like ON it. Breathing my air. Still bugging me to change classes like I’m gonna magically say yes after 29 no’s.

Finally, the class snapped. For once, everyone went, “They said no. Leave them alone.” I almost cried from the character development.

But guess what happens next? I was going downstairs thinking finally my day ended, she blocked my way as soon as i reached the hallway. THREATENS me. “If you don’t switch, I’ll make your life a nightmare.”

Okay, Satan. Chill.

I told her to f*** off and told the teacher the next day. And the teacher goes, “But they already told me you agreed to move!”

HUH??? IN WHAT PARALLEL UNIVERSE DID I SAY THAT???

Couple days later the teacher comes in to announce who’s moving. AND. THE. THREE. GIRLS. GOT. PICKED. You should’ve seen their faces. They looked like someone canceled their subscription mid-show. The teacher yelled at them IN FRONT OF EVERYONE, and they walked out carrying their chairs like sad little raccoons.

But wait. These drama goblins weren’t done. They kept acting nasty for the rest of the year. Even during digital club. Still side-eyeing me like I hadn’t watched them get PUBLICLY EXILED.

And just when I thought I was free… graduation hit.

They made a big throwback video. Real tearjerker vibes. Everyone was in it, even that one kid who meowed in math class and the kid who tried to hit on the teacher.

Me? Not a frame. Not a pixel. Not even my hand.

I asked one of the people who made the video, and she goes, “Oh, we thought you didn’t wanna be in it.”

GIRL. IN WHAT LANGUAGE DID I EVER SAY THAT? Telepathy? Morse code? WHERE???

Anyway. That’s the tea. I still remember everything. I may be quiet, but I keep receipts.

Now its your turn to drop your school drama. Fights? Backstabbers? Wild canteen stories? I wanna hear it all. Feed me.

Also i got alot more.. maybe one day ill share it..