School Business

“Go to the principals office right now, Bruce!” Mrs. Knockerwood screamed

I got up and picked up my things and walked out the room, the class chuckling with me as I happily walked out.

Mrs. Knockerwood was the most annoying teacher at Cracker High. She legit found any reason to write me up and send me to the principal’s office. This was the fourth time this week she sent me. I beat Richard Jackman at my school for “most times sent to the principles office” (128 me - 111 Richard). People lost money because of that. Last week she sent me to the office for embezzlement of people’s lunch money. Truth is everyone was buying beyblades from me with their lunch money, I was a businessman. Hey, a man’s gotta make his money. The truth is I didn’t mind going to the principal’s office. What Mrs. Knockerwood didn’t know is that I had a candy deal with the principal.

“What they sent you here fo’ today?” Mr. Brick laughed.

“Talking” I replied

“Just talking?” Mr. Brick chuckled and gave me the eye. You know, the eye someone gives you when they know you’re not telling the whole story.

“Talking during the movie”

He continued to give me the eye.

“Alright, Alright, we was watching ‘Madea’s big happy family’ and I said ‘In a few years Mrs. Knockerwood gon look like an overweight Madea”

Mr. Brick was a 63 year old, tall black man. He had a smoking addiction for about 20 years so when he exhaled too much his cough would be heavier than an anvil falling from a 3 story building.

Mr. Brick could not contain his laughter.

“BWAHAAAAHAAAA!” He laughed as tears flowed from his eyes. His laugh was followed with several heavy whooping coughs.

The walls of the office were very thin so I wasn’t surprised when the Assistant Principal, Athletic Director and the Head of Students all started laughing in their offices.

“You is dumb as hell boi, what convinced you to let those words flow out yo mouth man?” He asked

“I was just being honest” I replied.

He dapped me up as he continued laughing,

“Give me my airheads man” He put his hand out.

“Two dollars and fifty cents for four” I told him

He payed me my cash and continued to chuckle. “Get outta my office fool, go back to class.”

Before I entered Mrs. Knockerwoods class I put water in my eyes and my nose. I walked into her class sniffling.

“You deserve it, maybe some correction will fix your attitude this time” She barked at me. “Now have a seat.”

As I went to sit down, I faced towards the class and gave them a wink which they all chuckled to.

Everybody knew the tears on my face was just city water, nothing more, nothing less.

I sat down in my seat, pockets full of cash, heart full of gladness, and a face full of tears.

Today was a good day