One week prior to the big game against our long-standing rival school, I had been chosen my a lottery and entered into a pact of secrecy with my fellow cheerleaders to paint our school’s mascot symbol on our rival’s school but. It had been an annual event which was “destined” to become an annual tradition. Unfortunately, however, unbeknownst to me I was caught in the act. Friday, the next morning, I rushed to the restroom to stuff my bra into my purse and was now proudly outfitted in my pleated short skirt and tightly fitting sweater. Upon emerging for the restroom, I ran into our assistant vice-principal, Mr. Humphrey.
Mr. Humphrey was a 6′ tall handsome specimen of a full grown man. All of the girls in the school held a secret crush on him and I was no exception. Mr. Humphrey asked me where I was the night before and I was speechless. He then told me to report to his office immediately.
When I entered his office, he rose form his desk and come around to close the door and told me to sit down. He proceeded to pace and told me that he had anticipated this annual act of vandalism and staked out the area where our rival’s school bus was parked —— I was caught in the act. He told me that he had little choice but to relinquish my position on the cheerleading squad.