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Chapter 3: Legacy to Become

I posted up on the wall against the restroom entrance. You wouldn't know I was there unless you were looking. Anyone looking for dro knew where to find me. The only reason I was here now was to meet with a client. I looked down at my watch; I had been waiting for five minutes already.

A querulous kid walked in from around the corner. He looked around as if he was seconds away from having an anxiety attack. At first glance, you'd probably think it was his first day at the school and he was scared of getting jumped while taking a piss. Probably why he ended up in the west wing bathroom. Vulgar, but it happens.

But no, I knew better. He was looking for me. Some kid (probably a freshman) walking around nervous about buying for the first time. Probably didn't even know how to roll up right. Don't know why I deal with fresh meat. I shook my head, but I knew why. It was easy money. And the more clientele I built, the more bread I brought in. He finally turned his head and saw me. He looked left, then right, then back at me before he started to speak.

Before he could usher a word the look on my face said it all. And just like that, I was gone; into the stall (third from the end) and closed the door behind me. I slid the lock until it was secure and leaned against it for extra precautions. With a quick around, I verified that this was my stall. Looking at the toilet paper dispenser you could see it was lopsided, there was just enough wiggle room for me to store little things. As long as nothing was fixed, it was the perfect hiding spot.

I loosened my belt. With one hand on the buckle I kept the tension tight on my left side and let the right half slack a bit. I wiggled my hand between the fabric of my waistband and my pants, until my hand was cuffed underneath. Loosening the right side of my belt a little more, just enough for 2 dime bags to drop. I pulled them out and walked over to the toilet dispenser, just enough to put them behind it. I then pushed it back in at an angle where it wouldn't fall unless disturbed. Before walking out the stall I fixed myself up and put my hands in my pockets. I walked over to the sink and motioned the freshman to come closer with my head.

"Behind the dispenser."

He left a roll of money on the sink and disappeared into the very stall I just left. I went through and counted before he could walk away. Three fives and five singles, all there. After counting I checked to see what time it was. The bell was about to dismiss the next class.

I leaned up against the wall, waiting for class to end. I was waiting for Eclipse to get out. I had something I wanted to ask her. It wouldn't be much longer, i told myself as i pulled out my phone and checked the time again. Just as I was putting my phone in my back pocket the bell rang. Everyone came rushing out at once as we disappeared into the crowd in the hallway.

I made it to the water fountain at the corner of the hallway. It was the rally point for my squad. Pretty central location compared to where our lockers were located. I peeked around the corner to see if Eclipse was free from the stampede. To my disappointment Hype beat her to it. He spotted me through the crowd and fought his way through.

"Is you ever in class," he asked as he approached me.

"Ain't shit they can teach me 'bout history I don't already know," I answered casually. I kept searching for her, making sure she didn't pass me in her rush to the next class.

"Word, so you 'Supa Smarh', huh? So you don't need school, then why you here?"

"Don't go putting words in my mouth. All I know is you learn from mistakes. I learn from others' mistakes and don't fuck up in the first place," I stopped scanning the crowd to look Hype in the face. "I ain't here to learn history. I'm gone MAKE history!"