In 6th grade there was that guy everyone hated and bullied for no reasons at all, I was the only person in the whole school that was nice to him and one day he randomly stabbed me in the back with his compass

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He was expelled and I was called to the principal's office the next day because the staff found a notebook with detailed plans to kill me in his locker. My parents didn't call the police but my mom told my cousins to beat him up, and i never saw him again.
In 7th grade some ugly guy bullied me and called me a ****** everytime he saw me and tried to intimidate me so I spread the rumor that this guy's mother was an escort and my best friend called him out on it in class, the guy started to knock over tables before leaving the class crying and everyone laughed at him. It was revealed that his mother really was an escort.
In 8th grade there was a new girl who used the fact that she survived cancer and that her father abused her when she was younger as an icebreaker (no one knows if it's real though).
Everyone was nice to her face but most people hated her for being an attention *****.
I genuinely liked her until i discovered that she was telling everyone really personal stuff i told her in secret, but instead of confronting her like I would have normally done, i convinced her that this really hot, nice and popular guy I sat next to in class liked her and always talked about how hot she was. She asked him out in front of a lot of people but the guy just walked away without even aknowledging her and everyone laughed

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I felt bad about lying so I explained everything I did to her and apologized for being petty, she acted like she forgave me but i later caught her trying to turn my friends against me for being "untrustworthy", I exposed her as the two faced mess that she was and she lied about me never apologizing for making **** up and continuously threatened to kill herself during our argument. It drove me mad and I yelled at her to do it because the few people who would actually miss her would only do so because they pitied her basic and flat ass, she spat on my face and I slapped her so hard she fell down. We never talked again but some ugly guy she dated afterwards leaked pictures of her licking a toilet seat naked after their breakup

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I stopped being messy in 9th grade and nothing memorable happened besides my science teacher having a cardiac arrest in front of us, and some girl who always came to school either drunk or high flashed our math teacher in class

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There's only around 250 people in my high school so everyone knows everyone and nothing big ever happens besides the occasional nude getting leaked.