A Bumpy Road

At Sherwood High School, students were not allowed to eat in their cars during lunch. However, my friends and I chose not to follow this rule and continued to evade the security guard in order to do so. Every day was a constant struggle involving going to the car undetected, ducking down whenever the golf cart appeared, and not playing our music too loud. Little did we know that our little habit would lead to a huge ugly bump developing on my forehead.

It was a regular day – fourth period had just ended and my friends and I were headed to the parking lot for lunch. As we approached the door, we peered through the narrow window for signs of Jeff, the security guard. Jeff was notorious for driving around the parking lot on his golf cart trying to bust kids for eating in their car at lunch. 

The first step in our routine was making it past Jeff in the first place, so we had to check he was nowhere in sight in order to dash to my car. We thought the coast was clear, so we burst through the doors and begin to creep to the parking lot, when suddenly we realize Jeff was outside in a place we could not see from the window. I whipped my head around to dash back inside at the same time my friend Olivia slams the other door open, which results in my forehead colliding with the corner of the heavy metal door. I grab my head and sit down, cradling my injury. Not even 10 seconds later, I release my hand from my head to see the damage. As soon as I do so, my friends gasp and start stifling laughter. Confused and in pain, I take out my phone and turn on the camera. I was completely in shock as I looked at myself on my phone – it looks like I had a golf ball growing out of my forehead. As soon as the pain subdued a little bit, I couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Did that really just happen?

After taking plenty of pictures and making fun of me for a while, my friends and I finally decided to get our act together. We decided I should probably go to the nurse and get some ice so that the third eye on my forehead might go down in size a little bit. We walked across the school to the nurse while I held my hand over my head in a desperate attempt not to humiliate myself by having someone see me like this. I sat in the nurse for awhile icing my head. More people kept stopping by the nurse to see what it looked like in person, because they just did not believe the pictures that  my friends sent around were real. It was one of those instances where you just have to see it to believe it. 

The swelling eventually went down with help from the ice pack, but there was still a bump there nonetheless. Having to walk around to all my afternoon classes and have people staring and have to explain the story to all my friends in my classes was quite a chore and a little embarrassing, but I survived. In conclusion, if you are going to try and be sneaky, at least try and be smart about it, too.