Well, they don't call it "high" school for nothing...
Let's see.
Field sobriety test by the Assistant Dean? Check. (Fuck yeah, I know my CBA's... %)
Going to the drug counseling office benzo'd off my face? Check.
Doing coke in the girl's AND boy's bathrooms? Check.
Using the water fountains to swallow my Xanax? Check.
The old inconspicuous drinking of Vodka/Gatorade/Red Bull? Check.
Getting free money out of the vending machines to later spend on LSD? Check.
Having my Marine Science teacher fix a presentation in my favor to win $20 bucks while high on LSD and to buy
more LSD? Check.
Dean of my school taking Altoids from my tin (just reached his hand in while they were open, he did that a lot in fact) and then saying "If I start tripping, I'm gonna kill you!"? Check!
Said Dean asking me if I was "stoned" because I smelled like clove cigarettes and got no sleep the night before? Check.
Eating pot brownies at lunch to make school lunch more palatable? Check.
Putting the remainder of my "breakfast" 40oz of Olde English in a Gatorade bottle and drinking it warm while harassing the Dean? Check.
Finally getting caught with 2 syringes, an empty baggie of cocaine, a cut straw, a half bottle of Bacardi 151, some crappy sleeping pills and a razor blade because my old water bottle smelled like cough syrup while I was heading to the library after stealing a pear from the cafeteria? Checkmate.
Oh, and then of course searched by said Dean and Security Officers whom I kindly referred to as pygmies, them calling the cops, making a copy of all the shit I had in my bag & giving it to me, having a rapid dismissal so they could hide the fact a student was arrested on campus... I was 17 (thank Gawsh) so I got 6 months-1 year probation (concurrent with one of my best friends...) so it worked out okay, I guess...