(It is tradition for seniors in secondary school to have a senior prank day at the end of the school year after their leaving exams. This normally means that on a day agreed upon with the school’s administration, seniors storm the classrooms in the middle of the day, chase everyone out into the schoolyard, and then force the teachers to compete in silly games, with some smaller pranks pulled, as well. My senior class has won a schoolyard concert by a popular music group in a radio competition. The administration decides to allow the concert on the condition that we count it as our senior prank. The day of the prank is supposed to be kept secret from the students, but word tends to spread. As we’re hosting a popular band, word spreads even faster, and by the time workers arrive to set up the stage at the start of first period that day, everyone knows what will happen. I am one of several seniors in the yard supervising the setup during the break between first and second period. A group of girls starts throwing looks our way, until one of them finally approaches us.)
Girl: “Hey, are you seniors? We have a problem we hope you might be able to help us with. We have English class with [Strict Teacher] next period, and she told us that she will not allow us to leave and come here for the concert. She said her class is too important to let us go for what is only a concert. I understand that classes are important, especially since we will graduate next year, but we would miss only one hour, and we would really like to see the band play! Is there anything you can do?”
(The administration has promised us that the usual rules of the senior prank day still apply, including that all classes end at 11 on the dot, with no exception. I want to take the girls to the administrations office, but a friend of mine has another idea. She assures the girls that we will take care of it and then calls over another senior. This girl has a reputation for being bold and not scared of any teacher, and has huge problems with the strict teacher in the past.)
Friend: *grinning* “Hey, [Other Senior]! [Strict Teacher] does not want to let her students leave her super important class for something as minor as our little concert. Do you want the honor of storming that floor?”
(The other senior just grins in a wicked way. At 11:10, I am making my rounds through previously stormed floors, checking if all classrooms have been emptied out, when I hear loud cheers coming from the floor above. Seconds later, I see students running down the stairs towards the yard, including some of the girls I saw earlier. I stop one of the running students.)
Me: “Hey, are you [Strict Teacher]’s English class?”
Student: *grinning gleefully and giggling* “Yup!”
(I never found out what [Other Senior] did, but the class made it to the yard in time for the concert. From what little I heard, it must have been epic. That teacher should have known better than to mess with an event hosted by students that already have their diplomas in their hands!)
