High school, not college.

Chilling in the halls, first day of junior year

New kid comes up, asks where a room is.

New kid is all dressed up; suit, tie, nice shoes.

But new kid is smiling and friendly.

Give new kid directions, he says thanks and turns to go.

I tell him he better dump his drink before he goes to class, students aren’t allowed to have sodas in class.

He gives me weird look, says thanks again, walks away.

Three hours later, new kid is behind teacher’s desk of American history class.

Be me: confused and slowly realizing.

Mr B slowly lifts a cold can of coke, takes sip and grins.

Mfw the teacher is shorter than me, looks younger than me, and has just established dominance with a friendly smile.