༉‧₊˚🕯️🖤❀༉‧₊˚.| LEATHER DREAMS
──── she was my little wicked
with wild in her eyes. - atticus
" they didn't associate with the same group of people. though they were both classified as delinquents; no-good kids; miscreants; hooligans. she w...
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- Saturday -
After Carl had left, after scarring the living shit out of Bender when he said he looked through our lockers. Rookie mistake leaving your weed in a school locker. Everyone knows that's the first place the cops or the school admin checks. I stash my shit under one of the floorboards in the gymnasium, or when I'm feeling a bit more risky, I stash it in the ceiling tile above my locker.
I've gotten really good at hiding my shit.
"Your mom know you fight?" Brian asked out of nowhere as I raised my eyebrows at him. He hadn't said anything to me in almost an hour because he was too focused on watching Claire and getting a boner.
Lil pig.
"No. Ain't gonna find out either." I answered him as he nodded.
Bender, who had taken his original place a few minutes ago threw me a pen. He should know better than to give me a weapon. I could probably gouge his eyes out-
"You have that tweaker look in your eyes. I don't like it." Bender stated before demanding I give him his pen back. I shook my head no, I wasn't gonna give it back just so he could throw it again.
"Give it to me."
"Come and take it." I challenged him.
"You talk a big game for a lil thing." Bender teased, causing me to flip him off. Chuckling and shaking his head, the long haired boy went back to staring in front of him as I went back to my book.
I've read it about seven times already but it's the only thing that still makes me feel like my dad is here with me. He always liked to talk about books, his favourite genre was horror, and I guess that it's become my favourite too.
"All right girls, that's thirty minutes for lunch" I heard Vernon's voice say which caused me to roll my eyes.
"Here?" Andrew questioned.
"Here."
"Well I think the cafeteria would be a more suitable place for us to eat lunch in, sir!" The wrestler added while I simply yawned.
"Well, I don't care what you think, Andrew." Vernon spat in annoyance as I tried not to agree with him, it would be a once in a lifetime.
"Uh, Dick? Excuse me, Rich...will milk be made available to us?" Bender questioned with a sly grin.
He just loves pushing dick's buttons.
"We're extremely thirsty sir." Andrew followed as I raised an eyebrow. Did I miss a memo?
"I have a very low tolerance for dehydration." Claire followed, trying to look parched as Brian bite the inside of his mouth to not laugh. I must admit, it was pretty hard not to.
