Post by Kat Lyons on Oct 10, 2012 9:57:58 GMT -5
(September 3rd, about 11am. Open to all high school students taking Math)
"Oh my God, I'm so f***ing high right now." Her eyes were bloodshot as she whispered the words stifling a drug induced giggle as she kicked her boots up on the empty chair in front of her and leaned back in her own chair. The sub hadn't arrived yet and that was a good thing. She'd come face to face with a teen under the influence, a teen who'd taken a puff or two of a joint before walking to class. She'd never tell anyone it was because she was nervous to go to class, nervous to start a new school and meet new friends.
New friends. That was a laugh. What kid would want to befriend a loser like her?
Girl looked at the ceiling and watched it swirl. Somehow, despite her intoxication, Kat was the first one in class.
"Oh my God, I'm so f***ing high right now." Her eyes were bloodshot as she whispered the words stifling a drug induced giggle as she kicked her boots up on the empty chair in front of her and leaned back in her own chair. The sub hadn't arrived yet and that was a good thing. She'd come face to face with a teen under the influence, a teen who'd taken a puff or two of a joint before walking to class. She'd never tell anyone it was because she was nervous to go to class, nervous to start a new school and meet new friends.
New friends. That was a laugh. What kid would want to befriend a loser like her?
Girl looked at the ceiling and watched it swirl. Somehow, despite her intoxication, Kat was the first one in class.