I was sent to ISS damn near every other month in middle school.
Exploded on this one girl at lunch. She was on some Helga Pataki shyt...Always bothering me in front of everyone and then telling me how much she loved me when no one was looking. When she tried to kiss me on the cheek I flipped out and we both ended up getting ISS for a week +. I think I had 8 days and she had 6.
Every morning was depressing as hell. Hearing the kids laughing and going to break in the hallway.
The ISS teacher was a black guy so he would sit me up front and talk about hoops, staying out of trouble and whatnot.
Only went to ISS twice in HS, and once was with my best friend. It was the last week in our freshman year and we were knocking on doors and running.
Caught us on camera and the assistant principal tried to get my boy to sell me down the river.
Gave dude a plea bargain and all.
"Now we didn't see YOU knock on any doors. I believe you were simply an accomplice. However, we have your boy on camera knocking on doors.
Am I right?"
Had gym the last period of the day and I had gotten dressed out to hoop, but then right when we checked the rock up, I was called to the office. Got to the conference room and my boy was sitting there like
The assistant giving me the
while I pretended I didn't know why I was there.
My boy went down with me, though.
Two days in ISS. Absolute hell. The ISS teacher in HS was also a black guy, and he was eccentric but cool. Played classical music all day and would start almost every sentence with "You're in violation."
The second time I went, I got lucky. It was for tardys and I was a sophomore, but I only served three periods that day because we were doing graduation exams. Principal told me I didn't have to return.
That last day after being locked down was always amazing. Hearing your name during roll call was