in history class there’s this girl who sits behind me, right? so anyway i have a bunch of twizzlers in my backpack because i hate those and i was planning on selling them. this was sixth period and i sold no twizzlers so i asked some of the kids near me if they liked twizzlers and she was the only one who did. i gave her two and i guess she wasn’t supposed to have sugar because she started acting really weird and licking my desk so i punched her in the forehead as hard as i could and she kind of glared at me and she didn’t talk to me for the rest of the day