Work experience

Chapter three

Beatrix pov.

I am now how from my first day at work experience and let's just say the rest of the day was interesting. It's time to go to Hayley's so I grab my stuff and leave a note on the kitchen table to say I won't be home.

I text her saying I'll be there in 5. We leave really close to each other, by that I mean 5 houses away.

Finally I'm at Hayley's and I walk straight in and shout 'I'm homeee' her mum, Julie comes out of the living room to give me a hug.

'Hey sweetie! Have you had dinner yet?'

'Not yet, I'm starvingggg! You don't have to make me anything though, I'll make it!'

'Are you sure? I really don't mind, have you taken your pills for tonight?'

'Yes it's fine Julie, honestly! And no I haven't, I think I left them in the medicine cupboard the other day?'

'Okay Bea, I'll go see if they're in there. Hayles is upstairs in her room.'

'Thank you, I'll go now'

I walk up the stairs, but once I'm up them I get really tired and need to sit down. Ugh fuck sake. I get to her room and flop down onto her bed.

'Bea, are you okay?'

'Yeah I'm fine just need to sit down.' I say breathily.

'I'll go get mum' she says worriedly

Oh bloody hell.

'Hayley, I'm fine. I just need to catch my breath okay? I'm not going to die!' I snap

'I just get worried about you.'

'I know you do but you don't need to.' I reply

Julie walks in the room and gives me my medicine, then she walks out with a smile.
I take my medicine and then Hayley and I decide to go out to the pub, even though we're underage. We know a guy and he got us fake ID's so we can get served whenever we want.

Me and Hayley don't really care about rules in any shape or form. We strongly believe that we should live our lives to the fullest and do everything we can before we die. What's the point in living if you don't live?

Anyway, once we're at the pub we walk in and go straight up to the bar. Behind Hayley's back she sticks out her hand and I stick out mine and we do our secret handshake, basically code for 'lets do this'.

'Hi, could we have two beers please?' Hayley asks the man.

'Any ID?' The man says

We show him out ID's and then he gets us our drinks. I go and sit down whilst Hayley find our dealer. I see her go over and she comes back with the weed inside her pocket. I air high five her and I go to get our beers from the counter. Passing her I whisper 'nicely done' and she replys 'as always', giving me a cheeky smile.

Once I'm at the bar, our drinks are there. I turn around to go back to our table and I bump into somebody. Oh fucking hell not him again.

'Seems like we keep bumping into each other' he says.

'Yeah' I reply

'What are you doing here?' He asks and then whispers 'you're underage'

'Look I really don't care what you say, I'm here with my best friend and we just came here for a drink.' I reply and then whisper back 'you're underage too.'

'I ordered a coke' he whispered and then winked and walked away. What a dickhead.

I walk over to Hayley and she says 'who was that?'

'I dunno so asshole from work experience. Ya know earlier, I was leaning up against the door and opened it, knocking me over and it really hurt my head.'

'Ugh sounds like a weirdo.'

'Tell me about it. Do you have to go on away?'

'Bea, you know I don't want to but I have to go visit my dad. Mums making me go.'

'I know, I know. You're leaving me all alone.' I swoon dramatically.

She laughs and says 'drama queen'

'That's meeee'

'Lets go I'm bored, I wanna smoke some weeeeedd!!' Hayley says

'Hayley shut the fuck up, people are going to suspect.' I say sarcastically, walking out of the empty pub.

We go outside to our special spot in the park and smoke, it feels really good because we haven't done it in ages. I love it though because it makes me feel so alive. It's not like we do it all the time, but we do it when we can or when we can be bothered because we are lazy shits.

So now that we're all high and Lardy dar, we sneak back into Hayley's house and basically eat everything out of her fridge. I completely forgot about dinner so I'm starving.