Like, ZOMG.

For the record, my class:

- got pregnant (4x)

- committed suicide (3x)

- got murdered (2x, but not until after graduation)

- murdered (1x, not until well after graduation)

- stabbed each other (1x, literally outside of class)

- brought guns to school (one of my friends was very nearly shot by accident next to his locker)

But this melodromatic Machiavelli mayhem? Yeah, we'da looked at each other and said "what are you, nine years old?"

I didn't fully understand that all the classist bullshit they propagate on TV was real life for some people until I moved to LA. You? Apparently you go to Gossip Girl High.

I mean, Dayum D00d.

So two things:

1) High School is that halcyon age where children transition to adults while rubbing their genitals together and attempting inebriation via organic compounds otherwise unconsidered outside of prison. Not all people accomplish this at the same rate. It sounds as if you are surrounded by 7th graders that happen to be juniors.

2) Two years from now no one will give a shit about how you handle this except you. You are a self-aware, principled young man and if you do something you aren't proud of it'll bug you for a long time to come.

Follow your conscience, you'll do fine. Oh, and take notes. 'cuz who knows? 10 years from now you might write this all up for Vanity Fair.