So I've been tossing around this idea in my head since it happened (two weeks ago today, January 29th). Here's the story, and if you don't want to read the whole thing, there will be a TL;DR at the end. So I'm still in high school, and I'm on independent studies (which in a nutshell is home-schooling, only you can attend classes on campus and get classes done faster). Most people don't give me any respect because I'm on independent studies, but I have a 3.5-3.8 GPA and take AP classes and am by no means a bad student or a bad kid. All of my teachers like me and I get along with almost anyone (except your typical lazy stoner kids because we have different ideas on pot). Anyway, on independent studies, there are teachers that the students meet with these teachers once a week, and there are two rooms available for students to go in and study and work if they can't be at home or if they have no where else to go (i.e. time to kill in between classes on campus). So there is a teacher's assistant position that counts as a class give credits for working five hours a week (like a normal high school class) and you make copies, correct papers, do meaningless work like that. It isn't fun, but the teachers appreciate it, and that's why I am their T.A. The three teachers all appreciate me, respect me, treat me as an equal (as opposed to a subordinate), and this is the benefit I get from doing this work. To get to the point: on the 29th, I had an assignment in my multimedia class to go out and film my town (we have a small town) from up on these hills near the school. So my friend and I grab a pipe and some pot from my house (nearby and on the way to where we are filming) and head up into the hills to smoke a bowl and get creative and artistic, ya know? So we smoke and we do our filming, and then we go back to class. We return our equipment and our multimedia teacher knows that we're high because our eyes had gotten unexpectedly red (more red then usual, like the devil's eyes, ya know?). But he's a cool guy and he likes us and respects us, so he laughs at us and sends us on our way because it's apparent that we're perfectly fine and not really doing anything wrong. So I go to my next class which happens to be this T.A. class. Now, I've been high in this class before, but it's never been apparent. So I walk in (keep in mind, I don't smell like pot at all), say hi to the teacher in the classroom, grab my stuff, and start to do the work assigned to me. About five minutes pass when the teacher comes into the T.A. room and asks me how I am. I tell her I'm fine and then continue with my work (I usually don't like talking to them much). Then she looks at me and blatantly asks me if I'm high. I tell her no, she looks at me in the eyes, squints a little, then gets down to eye level with me and proceeds to stare me in the eyes and tell me "You look stoned." I tell her that I'm not and she leaves. I didn't have to give her a reason my eyes looked red, I could just tell her that I wasn't stoned and she would leave me alone. Or so I thought.... Another couple of minutes pass and she comes back in, closes the door, sits down, and says to me "I don't like doing this, but I care for your well being and safety. Nina (the campus psuedo-cop) is here to take you to the office, we'll have someone come for your things." Then she leaves and I'm basically sitting there flabbergasted at the GALL of this woman. So I stand up in a stupor and think about how I'm going to talk my way out of this. I leave the room and meet Nina outside. She asks me "So you've been smoking pot?" "No." I tell her. "Ok, well, we'll see about that." She says. Then I visually facepalm and walk with her to the office because it doesn't look like I'm going to be able to get out of this. When I get to the office, there is a real cop there. I tell her the same thing and she performs this "are you blazed test" on me and apparently, I fail. So they call my dad as I give them a written statement, blah blah blah I get suspended for five days and have to sign a contract saying that if I do something worth suspension again this year, I'll be expelled. TL;DR: too bad motherfuckers, I lied. Read the story you lazy bastards. Anyway, my deal is this: what do you think about the teacher taking it upon herself to try to save me from myself by getting me in DEEP SHIT with the school, the cops, and more importantly, my parents? As far as I am concerned, I wasn't doing anything wrong. I was going to my class and doing my work. I wasn't disturbing anyone, I wasn't ditching class, I wasn't getting in anyone's shit or causing a problem for ANYONE. So what's the big deal if I'm functioning and doing the shit required of me? So GC, do you think I should throw my bong water in the teach's face (metaphorically of course) for being a cunt?