𝐒𝐓. 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄 𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃, b.

𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄

❝𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮...❞

𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟔𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖

my eyes fluttered open, and i was confused as to how i suddenly woke up. maybe it was my conscience's way of forcefully pushing me out of sleep. i let out a breath, disturbed by these thoughts early in the morning. i didn't have to deal with it for long though, because lasts nights memories hit me and i suddenly remembered how i got back here.

jahseh and i were high to the point that nothing but sleep would put an end to it, so that was what we did. i assumed that the alcohol forced sleep upon xyla and stokeley as well. jahseh ended up waking all of us up at around three in the morning and we picked ourselves up, let ourselves out and made the trek back to st. george. with all of that walking we did, i knew we fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow.

i looked beside me and there xyla was in her own bed, just laying there with her eyes barely open.

"you good?" i asked, concerned.

"yeah," she mumbled. "i was definitely cross faded. it's catching up with me now."

"you gonna skip today?"

"most likely," she replied, still mumbling. i could tell that she wasn't in the mood to talk so i took that hint, slowly sitting up in my bed. i swung my legs over the edge and ran a hand through my hair. it took a minute for me to wake myself up, but once i did, i stood up, stretched out, and slipped my feet into the slides that st. george provided us with.

"i'm heading out," i said.

"bye," xyla said quietly, finally closing her eyes.

i left my clothes on from last night because they were still warm on me, and changing my clothes meant that i would have to readjust to their temperature and that would knock me out of my sleepy mood.

after i went to the bathrooms and did my hygiene, i put my hygienic items back in my dorm and closed the door behind my softly, trying not to wake xyla who was now fast asleep. i figured she would just sleep the hangover off, so i would do my best to get her work from all of her classes so that she wouldn't be behind.

i groaned as i walked down the hallway, the hunger pangs in my stomach were hard to ignore. i skipped dinner last night to get ready for the party, and i didn't eat at the party either. last time i had something was at lunch and i had lunch at three in the afternoon. it was already twelve am so i had already missed my first class and was well into missing my second. no matter, i decided, i would just catch myself up later. i wasn't too fond of school anyways. first order of business: get something in my stomach.

breakfast had just closed, as it always closes at noon, but i was hungry and didn't feel like leaving the school to go get something to eat, nor did i really have the money. my mom put money on my books each week, but i had already spent my week's worth and wouldn't get it replenished until tomorrow, which was sunday.

i trudged to the cafeteria where staff members were cleaning off tables and mopping off the floors, a few students still eating at a couple tables.

i approached the lunch lady that was putting food up behind the counter. "sorry i'm late, but could i still get something?"

the woman shook her head with a sympathetic smile. "sorry honey, breakfast is closed."

"please?" i said against my will. i wasn't the type to say please or thank you, but i really needed to fucking eat and right now, i'd do anything for some food. "i just woke up literally like ten minutes ago, and i don't have any money for commissary or outside food. i just need a little bit.