It’s been a long day today. First the science teacher was riding my tail about getting a paper signed to go on a trip to the science museum (that I don’t really want to go to) and now this. Of course, after this I may not be able to go on that trip anyway, so maybe I should see this as a blessing. I guess I would if I wasn’t going to lose an inch of hide off my tail when my parents get here. The messed up thing is I didn’t even do anything. I just happened to be in the right place at the wrong time. They’re not going to believe me though. My parents just think I’ll do anything either to get out of school or for attention.
“Come on in,” the guidance counselor says. I walk into her office and sit down. “I know your parents aren’t here yet, but I wanted to talk with you before they did get here. I think we both know what happened here, but my options are somewhat limited. I don’t think you were smoking in the bathroom, but the teacher claims to have caught you ‘red handed’ and is very adamant about it. So you can see why this is problematic for me. I do have an idea though that I feel like we can both benefit from.”
“Okay, what is it?” I say. “I was thinking about giving you a three day suspension, but not counting you absent. You will still be able to attend the science trip, keep up with work, and it won’t go against your attendance,” she replied. After a brief pause I ask, “Why are you giving me this deal?” “Because I know what is really going on. This teacher and several others are working together to help each other out. Sometimes they just help each other get by with smoking themselves, but other times they use this to get back at students they don’t like. I think that in this particular case they just almost got busted smoking themselves and had to cover their tracks. Personally I really don’t care who does what as long as people are not hurting each other and getting along, but in this case I do not agree with them trying to get you into trouble to keep them out. Of course, I can’t really go against their word for you, because the school board would definitely look down on that, and probably get myself fired. I can however work with you on this to help you out and keep my job. The only thing I can ask of you is to keep this between us. So unfortunately, even your parents have to believe the lie that you were caught smoking in the bathroom.”
“What! They’re the ones I was really worried about! You’re telling me that there’s no way to go through with this by telling them the truth?” “Think about this though. Do you really think that if they know the truth they won’t try to get back at him? This isn’t a fight worth having, I promise.” “Yeah, but I don’t want to lie to my parents either. Especially when the lie gets me into more trouble than I’m really in!”
This is my situation, and this is going to be a very big problem for me to deal with. My parents are awesome people and would never abuse me in any way, but they are not going to like this at all. I have never been in any kind of trouble like this. The idea of me disappointing them on this level is going to destroy them, me, and most importantly our relationship. I have no idea what I should do! At that moment there is a knock on the door, then it opens almost immediately after. My father looks at the counselor and my mother looks at me as she takes my hand and pulls me out of the office and proceeds out of the school. Not a word was spoken all the way to the car.
I’m sitting there confused and not knowing at all what to say, when my mother says the only thing that really mattered. “We know what happened. You don’t have anything to worry about.”