same rule always applies

inhouse suspension, hour one. listen to lonnie babble on and on in her pathetically annoying voice about how i've broken the trust and she's worried about how people see me [i cracked up. honestly, i couldn't help it.] and how i should sit up straight and look her in the eye because i'm being disrespectful. why don't people admit that hof really runs the school? have been taken to a tiny room so permeated with cleaning fumes my head is starting to spin. buzzing lights giving me a headache and some bizarre still-life of a bunch of bones and a plastic lei on an ugly grey sheet.