Class Of '09: The Sequel

Prolouge

[Nicole]

Being an adult sucks.
Wait, hold on, let me rephrase that.

I'm Nicole, and if you don't know who I am, fucking get with it. But, I guess i'll summarize it, My dad killed himself, my brother got us evicted, i'm a sociopath, and my mom moved, not in order. After highschool, I failed with a whopping 1.0 GPA, New Albert Einstein, I know.

Anyways, my Mom was pissed and she told me to do summer school, and I was literally gonna go on vacation and get fucking stoned with Jecka in two weeks, you'd have to shoot me in the throat before I went back to that hell hole, so naturally I said "Fuck you, I'm eighteen, I'm moving out!" And so I did.

I found an apartment, packed my bags, and I moved. It was a shitty apartment and I think there were rats in the vents but it's better than living with my mom. I settled down, opened my computer, checked my email and BAM! I check my email from the principal of my old school and it  says I owed $10,000 in school fines.

I read the email. "Me throwing a history book out the window- no regrets. Engaging and supporting rumors and cyberbullying- if Jeffery told the principal when I left, I'm gonna hire a fucking hitman on him. Using and selling illegal substances-   Oh shit."

Okay, these were all justifiable in a sense! The history book was because I was pissed, cyberbullying? People need it sometimes, they're too daring now! Illegal subtances? I swear to fucking god if Mr. Katz reported me after I sold him crack, I'm gonna fucking kill him.

But whatever, I've heard about jail, and I don't feel like going to prison and wearing an ankle monitor and apparently, prison isn't like Prison Break, like it fucking sucks.

So now I have to apply for a fucking job, I know, terrible. So now, I'm waiting to see what jobs will accept me and my 1.0 GPA, and if patience is a virtue, then i'm getting fucked in the ass by Satan himself.

Now we wait.. and wait.... and wait until someone either hires me or until I shoot myself from boredom.