POV Seva
I woke up, looked around, everyone slept. Soon the man should come over to wake us up. It means we still have some time.
-Uhm, Yan. You have to wake up and quickly leave.-I shook her shoulder.
-Scre..w... you Chris.-she mumbled and weakly punched me.
-Oh man. Yan, or what's your name?? Please wake up.-I shook her even harder.
-I can't...I feel sick...I'm dying..
She breathed in and kicked me out of my bed, covering herself with a blanket. Still drunk or what? I wonder what did they give her to get so drunk.
Since all my next attempts to wake her up were unsuccessful, I deeply sighed and started to think of an excuse, because it won't be easy to get away with questions like:"What the fuck is a dude doing in your bed?!". Suddenly I heard footsteps and key noises behind a door.
There you go.
I hid under the bed, leaving Yana on mine.-Rise guys! Lessons are on the way!-a man walked in and happily shouted.
Then he left and three guys sleepy got up from their bed, rubbing their eyes. Except of Yana. She still slept.
I got out of under the bed and had my arms out.-Just don't freak out, Yan is sleeping on my bed right now...he got drunk yesterday and came over, yeah.
-What, for real?-Egor came closer to my bed to see, if Yan was actually lying there.
-Uh-huh, I didn't want to wake you up and he laid down on my bed.-I shrugged my shoulders, decided not to tell them that Yan isn't a boy. Even though, I myself don't really know who she is. What matters is that she is my friend and I have to help her.-Anyways, guys, we have one more problem.
-What problem?
-He is still completely drunk, therefore he shouldn't attend classes, because teachers would notice.
-M'kay. I didn't expect that from Yan.-Oleg pressed his lips.
-Hm, you do understand that probably those three got him drunk. Assholes, didn't they have anything better to do?-Egor rolled his eyes and went to the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later we were already ready to go except of Yana. We left her here, hoping no one will come in. And we will think of an excuse later, sick or something hurts. That always works out.
We left the room and headed to class.
On the stairs we ran into Chris, Ricky and Nick, who also headed to their classrooms.-What did you do to Yan?!-Egor went up closer to them.
-Nothing special. He's the one, who asked for alcohol. We couldn't refuse him.-Ricky scoffed.
-So this idiot is in your room?-Chris raised his eyebrow.
-Yes and not in the best shape. You are in a big trouble. If I will snitch on you, that you brought alcohol, looking at Yan, you brought a lot of it, the principal is not going to just leave it.-I said and watched their face change.
-H-ha, and how can you prove it was us? Maybe someone planted us alcohol or maybe Yan brought it himself. He isn't a good-boy either. Quite possibly he is an full-time alcoholic.-Nick stated.
-This is ridiculous, he wouldn't have done that.
-Listen to me.-Chris clenched his fists and looked at me.-You won't tell anyone what happened, we take Yan away from you, go our separate ways and live happily ever after. But if principal is going to find out about something, live happily ever after won't apply to you. Did you understand me?-he softly finished his sentence.
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