the flower shop (mkulia)

IDFK

mks pov

that bitch is seriously still asking. "you want the truth!?" i quietly shout, and she nods. "none of your business." i say, and give her a fake ass smile. "there, thats the truth." i get up and walk away, out of the library. i sit outside and realise i dont have my phone. i just leave it. i'll get it tomorrow. or tonight. i decide to work on my art skills, because im failing art and im getting beaten because of it. i get home pretty late after drawing for ages, and i get shouted at to go to bed cuz i got school at 8 am. i stay in my room for like an hour until i remember i forgot my phone. i sneak out of my window, onto the tree beside it and climb down. i run to the library and ask if they have a phone with an ocean blue phone case and 3d black stars on it. they say yes, but they refuse to give it to me. "CAN I HAVE MY FUCKING PHONE!?" i shout. they say i cant have it unless i show proof  that its mine, i tell them i can do the face id or passcode, so they give it to me and i immediately run away with it. i run out of the library and go into the shop next to it. after a while i leave, its now nearly 12pm. i find a full pill bottle on the road, prozac. i shove it into my pocket. i message connor that i cant go home cuz im in big trouble so he tells me he will message this girl that he met at the ice cream place that has apparently met me. i tell him im at this place half an hour away, and he says shell have to go on the bus or something because i have to go inside at this hour. and about 15 minutes later she arrives on a motorbike. julia. someone gave her a ride. "mary-kate, is it. why are you even out this late!? its 12pm." she asks. "its mk." i reply. "and im out because i want to be." i walk away and she follows me. "where are you even going?" and of course i reply with "nun of ya business." she rolls her eyes and keeps following me. i meet this guy, duncan, and he gives me drugs. 10 grams of weed. i give him £100 for it and i walk away with julia shouting at me. "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU SPENDING YOUR MONEY ON DRUGS!? CONNOR TOLD ME YOUR ONLY 15!" she shouts. i ignore her. i then sit on a bench infront of a sketchy alleyway that smells alot like drugs. i then grab a bottle of full pills from the bench leg and put them in my pocket. "why the fuck are you picking up random drugs. thats seriously dangerous, you know that?" julia pesters me AGAIN. "yeah yeah whatever." "im being serious. empty your pockets." "why should i-" "EMPTY YOUR POCKETS."  "jesus christ okay okay!" i say. i take off my jacket, and hand it to her. she empties the pockets to find 6 packets of weed, 2 of cocaine, and 9 full pill bottles. "what the actual fuck, mk."