If you’ve been looking for a little adventure chances are you’ve been looking in all the wrong places. Not so far from home, just down the street, that’s where the action is; there at the high school where you went to school and across the way at places like Slippery Moss where I worked over the years as a high school teacher, coach, assistant principal, principal and the district’s acting superintendent. That’s where the student “who never was” walked the halls, where that bridge disappeared overnight, and those two bombs were delivered to my office on my last day in the district. Teenagers everywhere you looked. Now it just doesn’t get more exciting or scarier than that. Just beware. There may be a prank or two along the way. Teenagers aren’t the only ones that can be a little unpredictable at times. Here in The Principal of the Thing, in the small town of Slippery Moss, are just a few of their stories.