Nirvana

Part 2

Grabbing my stuff and pushing it in my backpack, my phone lit up once again.

TATUM:

What happened ho?

ME:

Nothing

TATUM:

Liar, is Roman getting u?

ME:

Yeh

TATUM:

I'll come too

Jesus what a bunch of mother hens. Leaving him on read I sat there and waited, headphones jammed so far in my head it felt as if my skull was rattling.

Come, as you are, as you were, as I want you to be...

"Just stay at my place, I literally don't give a fuck-" Tatum ranted, combing his fingers through brunette hair that looked like a mess. Roman was silently fuming at the wheel and I felt guilty.

" -I even have a whole ass extra room you could sleep-,"

"OK, ok just shut up I get it,"

I turned to the window and watched the cars go by, Tatum fell silent.

"No, you don't fucking get it or else you wouldn't have slept on a park bench for the second time this week," Roman was pissed so I stayed quiet and chose not to argue further and moved on.

"Why do I have to go to school then," Tatum grinned at this and turned to Roman.

"You gonna tell him Ro?"

"We're gonna get some drugs, it's not that exciting relax Tate,"

"And.... where are we getting these drugs," Tatum added looking annoyed.

" Patriot Academy," Roman said with a terrible accent that made me huff out a laugh. Patriot Academy was for rich white people who had too much time on their hands and drugs apparently.

" When?"

"Like now and you two should be more excited about this, "

Tate said, crossing his arms and sitting back. The terrain had become more green outside and up ahead I could barely make out an iron gate.

"Yay,"Roman said in a dull monotone and Tate flipped him off.

"How do we get in?" I asked.

"Round back I think," Ro responded.