The day was almost done, the last bell, a few minutes from ringing and I had spent the last half hour waiting for Jerome...

"Wandering the halls again I see Mr. Dodd."

"Wasting time trying to bust my balls again I see Miss Popejoy."

"Doing my job, keeping track of students at my school is not a waste of time Mr. Dodd."

Miss Popejoy, the principle of the Washington Carver High School, had been on a mission to convert me, to save me, to turn me into someone who cared about school for three years. She was about out of time and she knew it... it made her angry and...