So i was in school and my dealer is in my school and he was going on vacation RIGHT after school so this was my last chance. we went in the bathroom and i bought 2 o'z and we went on our ways so i throw it in my backpack and go on my way to the next class and next to me i have a kid who is a hardcore christan and thinks weed is bad in every way and sees the bag when it fell and this was in the last hour of school when i bring my backpack with me till i leave. so he sees and we have a good laugh. i didnt think any thing about it and take my backpack and go. then in the next class the phone rings .... james miller go to the nurses office....i think wtf the nurse and i get scared and throw the weed and the rest of the money i had ( around 200 from dealing ) in the backpack and i go to the nurses office and then my principal , nurse, and vice principal take my into a private room and search me.... find nothing and they heard from the kid that i had it and this kid doesnt lie. so the vice principal goes and checks my locker (remember my weed is in the backpack in the class) and the principal and nurse go on with there day so im waiting in the nurses office scared... then its the end of school and im told to stay and she is still searching my locker and the teacher comes in to give me my backpack and i thought i got caught so i say ... im sorry and he goes ...sure and gives it to me and leaves and i realize i didnt so im sitting there still cant leave the nurse is across the room. so i stick the weed in my pants and hide the back pack behind some stuff and in under 1 min the vice principal walks in and tells me to come into her office and i sit shaking and she says that she found nothing and as shes talking its slipping down my leg and she says she will call my mom but she doesnt have shit on me so i dont care and then i leave and it falls down to my shoe and i struggle to get out with out getting caught and i just get out and im safe i NEVER brought or bought weed at school again,
Great story, man What kind of idiot narcs on a classmate...I'd teach him what getting Biblical really means
i have a story sort of like that well on time in summer school it was the end of the day and me and 2 other kids were just chatting about weed and one of them asked me for a little dime bag so we were sitting at the back of the class and nobody other than a few could see us and i figured they were cool (that was my mistake) so the kid hands me ten and i give his bud and we go on our way so i come back to school on monday and all these kids are telling me man the summer school principal is asking a bunch of people if you sell drugs and i said o sht so sure enough 5 minutes into the first class of the week i get pulled in the bitch searched me and said he heard i was selling extasy which was bs but any way the principle was bothering me almost every day and searched me a total of three time then i got caught sleeping in class and he calls my arents and tells them people told him i was selling drugs so i went home then my parents drug tested me since it was random i failed and my parents found an eight on me so after being grounded for like a month on the last day of school with about five minutes left in class the principal pulled me ut of class and said "i hope i have toght you alot and you use it in your life" then i told him my parents drug tested me and stuff and he said"well i was right about you your a bad kid with a lot of work to do" just then the bell rang and i said "you may thnk im a bad kid but your a shity principal and hell ya i smoke weed and ill never stop and your bitch ass got me caught so enjoy the rest of your summer yu peice of shit" i then walked out of the office with a stog in my mouth and felt like the biggest badass ever. well that was almost 4 years ago so ive since learned a lot more especially not to sell in class.
back in my junior year i had just bought an oz from my dealer at school and so i stuff it my notebook and head to speech. well about halfway through class i get a message: "the drug dogs are here". this message is a chain reaction message (a stoner sees the drug dogs, so he sends a mass text to every stoner he knows and all of them send it to everyone they know and so on and so forth so as to warn every stoner of the situation). as soon as i get the message i grab the weed and put it in my pocket (the method of the searches were that everyone was ushered out of the room and the dog sniffed everyones shit in the room and then they were allowed to come back in). as i pull my hand out of my pocket the popos come to the door with the dog and everyone goes into the hall. i walk right past the dog and he doesnt smell it. so they finish and they leave, we come back in. i thought i was in the clear so i took the weed out and put it in the notebook again. a few minutes later i open the notebook to look at it and the door opens and sure enough, heres the dogs and two cops. i get paranoid and think its about me so (im chewing gum) i take the sack of weed, smash the gum to it and stick it on the bottom of the chair. well as my luck would have it, it was about me. the guy beside me had seen the weed and had alerted the teacher. i was searched and my shit was sniffed but since i had prepped for it, they didnt find anything. i looked over at the narc and he had a real puzzled look on his face. i lean over and whisper: "youre dead" in the end me and two stoner friends beat the fucking shit outta him and he cant do shit. revenge is a bitch.....for him at least
NEVER deal drugs at school. God, I can't believe people actually still do. Just keep it in your fucking car, or wait till after school.
1. i wasnt dealing 2.this kid wasnt 16 and i didnt have a car so there is no car 3.he was leaving right in the middle of school to go on vacation with his family so i couldnt do it at the end. and uhh
i hate bible kids like that. makes you think you never can be too careful where you deal and where you buy.
Man i would go fucking medeival on anyone that narced on me. Like knee cap breaking kinda medieval. But i hope im smart enough not to deal in class. Even though i buy from people at school.