My high school had one lunch hour (it was really 45 mins- but who's counting?) and it was always super packed. Granted you could go off campus and get food, but the places around the school were packed at lunch, and you had to have a car to get food somewhere else, and that was the fastest. So, they did have food stands to get food from, and there was only three of them outside and they had long lines. So instead of adding another one so everyone could get food and not eat in a hurry, the school took one away and gave the football team new uniforms.
One year a new high school was created and me and 20 other students in my neighborhood were grandfathered over to stay at our current school and they said they'd keep the buses coming and getting us. LIES!! A week before school started they sent out a letter saying they were canceling our bus route and stated no reason for that. So all of us had to either walk, get a job to get a car, or bike it to school, and all of us relied on the bus. Granted we were about 4 miles away, but that was not a fun year, and a lot of the time I walked to school since I couldn't get a job, and didn't own a bike since my last one got stolen. The only good thing that came out was I got to know someone else on my route really well when we were walking to school.
I got into a fight with this one chick that was giving me a hard time for about a month and we ended up fighting (she started it and not me) and I ended up getting ISS for defending myself while the chick got a slap on the wrist. The teacher that caught us claimed that I started it since she 'would never do anything like this and was well liked', or something like that, and so I was suspended for a three days for....something.
Another time in junior high I was suspended from the bus for a week for something I didn't do, something was going on in the back of the bus and I was in the front reading and listening to music. Next thing I know I'm called to the Assistant Principals office and was told I was getting suspended, and any attempts to defend myself was met with 'that's not what other students have said'- the ones that were doing it. After a few days, I get called back in for a 'counseling session' and my dad gets called in. I sit outside the office while my dad is yelling at her, most terrifying 5 mins of my life, and all I got was a 'well we don't know how to contact the bus driver so you're just gonna have to find a way to get home for the rest of the week'. No apology, no calling the kids that got me into trouble in, nothing. I was one pissed off 8th grader.