DirtyMeStoryTime Rants/Leave the principals office
From Create Your Own Story
"Thank you for your help Loli. You may go now," the principal tells you.
"Okay," you say cheerfully, proud of yourself.
You go out to the front desk. "Sorry for just running in like that, but there were bullies!" You tell the lady there.
"The principal said he did not want to be disturbed. Next time, wai..." she looks up at you and stops mid-sentence.
"What is that," she asks, looking at the off white stuff on your lower lip and chin.
"Oh, sorry, do you have something I can wipe this off with?" You ask her.
She moves around the front desk, quicker than you thought she would be able to, and grabs your chin, angling your head. "Is that...!?"
She runs over to the water cooler and grabs a paper cup. "Spit," she says. You think about telling her no, that is gross, but her expression says you better do it now and not argue.
You spit, and see some of the stuff in the spit at the bottom of the cup. You shudder, spitting like this. So not like a good girl!
She takes the cup and runs into the principal's office. "What the fuck is this!" She yells. "What did you do to that little girl?"
You hear the principal reply with, "Nothing. I didn't do anything."
You see them through the open door, and see the lady shove the cup almost under his nose. "Nothing?" Her voice goes even louder, screechier. "Nothing! You sick fucking pervert!"
You think now is a good time to leave, but your movement catches the front desk ladies attention. "Sit down child, and wait." She says. Not unkindly, but firmly.
You can hear the two yelling, but cannot make out the words. Finally, the lady rushes out and makes a phone call on the desk phone. "Yes, police? I want to report a sex crime."
Oh, someone has been kissing! You think to yourself. After all, sex is kissing, that is how a girl gets pregnant. All the TV shows show that. Two people have sex, and the next few minutes is a bunch of kissing and rolling around.
The police show up shortly, and you see the principal being lead out in handcuffs. More come out with his computer in hand.
One officer comes up to you and asks you to come with him.
"Okay," you say, glad to help the police. They ask a series of questions which confuse you. About the principal touching you, and having sex with you. You tell them you did not have sex. That you have never had sex. They ask what you did, and you tell them about reporting the bully. They ask about the not quite white fluid, and you refuse to tell them. After all, doctors are not supposed to talk about patient medical things.
Others try to get you to tell, and you still refuse, knowing it would not be right.
It doesn't matter, as many of the pictures on the principal's computer contained photos of students, many students, and many that were not 18 or older.
You hear talk about it, but cannot figure out what is wrong. The principal was a nice man. Why would he gets in trouble? He even invited students to his house, at least girl students, to help them study. You hear talk about the photos, and still do not understand. After all, everyone loves taking photos of people who are special. What is so bad?
They even keep asking you things, trying to bring you to see people, to talk about something. You hold your silence.
I will make a great doctor!
