He liked politics, I liked drugs...

Chapter 1 - Drinks n' Drugs

I woke up dangling off the side of my springy double bed, my head cushioned inside the stained carpet; it was already 8:00am and I was late for school. I dragged myself up from the floor, got changed into my uniform, drew on a bit of cheeky eyeliner, brushed my hair and stumbled out my front door. I shuffled slowly up the road, making every footstep as slow as psychically possible. I was engaged in a well written fan fiction, that I had saved onto my phone, and wanted to the finish the end of the chapter. I had reached the shit hole people named 'school', and I trudged past the main gates and through the crippled front doors.
I had missed tutor, but blended in with everyone on the way to their first lesson. I shuffled along to my science class and threw my bag at the back of the class room, just landing under my seat. I sat by myself at the rusted window, that the cleaners wouldn't touch, but I didn't complain, I just stared outside for most of the lesson.
The class went silent and the door slammed open; and an unfamiliar face entered the room.
"Class, this is a new student, please welcome him, and let's hope he settles nicely" Our lanky teacher My Bowyer announced
"Err.. Hey everyone" The boy said
"Would you care to introduce yourself?" Mr Bowyer asked
"Yeah sure. My name's Tom, nothing too special about me" he laughed awkwardly
I don't know what it was but something about him was extremely alluring. He had short and ruffled blonde hair, with the cutest blue eyes. Trust me there was something special about him.
"You can take a seat at the back there, next to Georgia" My Bowyer added

"Fuck. Oh fuck. Don't get nervous" I whispered to myself
He strided to the back of the class, tossed his adorable little rucksack under his chair, and sat down next to me. He threaded his fingers through his golden hair, and sighed.
"Hey, er... Georgia, is it?" He stuttered
"Yeah it is. Heya Tom, you look pretty anxious" I replied
"Do I?" He mumbled
"Yeah it's fine - I get it you're new here, it's alright I'll show you around some point - although it is a pretty crap place" I laughed
"I'm sure I'll get on just fine" he smiled
He had the most attractive smile, I could just stare at him all day. An hour had passed of me awkwardly talking to the school rookie, and the lesson was over. I left class, and bumped into one of my only friends - Barney.
"Hey Georgia, how's things goin'?" He asked
"Alright I guess, not much has changed" I lied
"Fuck sake, we've got French next" Barney ranted
"I can't stand another minute in that lesson, our teacher is a fucking bitch" I moaned
"Damn right she is. Let's skip class, meet me outside in 5?" He requested
"Okay, but there better be drinks" I laughed
"Why wouldn't there be?" Barney smirked
I had a quick stop at the bathroom, brushed my hair yet again, and drew on another layer of eyeliner. 5 minutes had passed, I sneaked through the cafeteria unseen, and left the building. I traversed through the unkept field behind our school, until I had reached the perimeter. I staggered over the claggy earth to find Barney reclined under a tree, with a bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand, and a pack of fags in the other.
"There's Vodka in my bag" He announced pointing to his black and scruffy messenger bag
"Cheers, you know me too well" I smiled
I opened the tattered bag, removed the bottle of vodka from inside and sat down next to him. We sat there drinking for about forty minutes just catching up on things, until he mentioned Tom.
"Have you met the new kid? Tom is it?" He asked
"Yeah, he's pretty hot" I grinned
"Ooh, get in there Georgia" he teased
"Oh Fuck off" I laughed
"You spoke to him?" He added
"Briefly, yeah. He seems alright, a bit shy, but you can't really blame him" I responded
"Ahh. Fancy a fag?" He offered
"Course" I said taking a cigarette from the pack in his hand
He tossed me his distinctive orange lighter, I lit the end of my cigarette and inhaled the first wave of smoke as the nicotine burned. It felt so good. It seemed like I hadn't had a fag in ages. I blazed through it within minutes, and was on my second one. I checked my phone, it was nearly 11:00am, lessons were almost over.
"I think we should start heading back, it's almost break" I mentioned
"Yeah, meet me after school?" He asked
I dropped the end of my cigarette into the coarse grass, stood up and rubbed my heel on the burning bud.
"Can't. Mum's going out, and wants me to watch the house. With no visitors. Not after last time" I rolled my eyes at him
"It's not my fault you got caught with my weed stash" Barney responded
"I know. I'll text you when I can" I replied
We walked through the canteen, and merged with the other students leaving their lessons, I said goodbye to Barney, and wandered off to find Tom.