Well, let's see. I'm a white girl, which will become an important part of this explanation, and there's this black girl who absolutely hates me, and we have both been instructed not to interact with one another due to an earlier incident of which she had threatened me, although it was claimed that I was the one who had threatened her. Just Friday, in gym/health, we had to do laps, and the girl had barged into the lap count line, even though it was the wrong line for her, requesting that my best friend had moved in a harsh way. Only a few seconds afterwards, out of nowhere the girl, let's call her Pesticide, decided to tell my bestie that she had smelled musky, and asked her if she had never heard of or used deodorant. I told my bestie that she didn't need to listen to Pesticide and didn't need to deal with any hate or toxicity. Pesticide decided to yell at me that nobody was talking to me, even though I wasn't talking directly to her and we had been instructed not to interact. I continued telling my bestie that she didn't need to listen to those bitches, although I had said the last word of that in sign language, which is a hand on the face. Out of nowhere, Pesticide decided to scream that I had said the N word, and some of the black girls next to her claimed that they heard me say it. Luckily, me and my bestie got our 6th lap counted, and darted off to get away from Pesticide. We laid down on the grass for a bit, and Pesticide, who always thinks she's right, walked up to us and asked me why I had "said the N word". So, yet again, me and Bestie darted off to finish our lap and get away from her. Unfortunately, the rumor had spread across the people in the hour and everyone had believed it. So once I was reclaiming my things back inside, I had been surrounded by black, mixed, maybe Asian, etc people, one of which was attempting to record it. I had to hide out in the student counselor's office after finishing my student services report, along with bestie, until the last hour of the day had ended and I could go on my way to art club.
So yeah, I'm screwed