“Sorry what?”

I lift the paper in front of the principal again, “This. This is the proof I have.”

“That is more outlandish than what other students say, Mr. Thompson”.

I scratch my hand as I always do when speaking, “But this is TRUE!”

“Mr. Thompson, stop. This rumor isn’t going to get rid of the teacher.”

I decide to sit down in the chair across from his desk. “This is proof. Usually a rumor is started by words, while a secret is started by truth.”

“I’m sorry but this cannot suffice. Most students hate their teachers, but you can’t just accuse someone of something they didn’t do.”

I ball a fist. “Fine. I will be back with ACTUAL evidence.” Upon leaving the room, I shred the papers in my hand. “Back to the drawing board then.” I continue on with a grin on my face.