As I gathered my stuff and walked out my 3rd period class, I now had to figure out how to get to the LUNCHROOM. Since I knew nobody in the school I basically had to fend for myself and find my way around.
Putting on my Airpod maxes I pulled out my phone and hit shuffle on my playlist. I then slipped out the paper schedule that I was given in the morning and looked at my lunch period.
B LUNCH , ROOM 127
Being on the fourth floor I began walking to the elevator, on the somewhat long but quiet walk I noticed the same white boy walking the opposite way of me.
I didn't know much about him, other than the fact he was late or never there for every period we shared and that he reeked of weed.
"Yo, you got lunch right now?" He said stopping in front of me catching me off guard.
"Yeah, do you?" I said sliding off my headphones onto my neck and pausing my low playing music.
"You could do me a favor and bring this to OSAMA ?"
Looking confused I raised my eyebrow as he slid out a ziplocked bag with a design on it.
I didn't know an osama neither did I know what was in that package so I crossed my arms and said, "Who is osama and what's in there?"
"Chill , osama is tall and he has dreads, It's no way you could miss him."
Shrugging my shoulders and accepting the request I pressed the DOWN button on the wall and stepped into the elevator.
Being that I hadn't eaten yet and I wanted to see the rest of the kids I had to share a senior class with I decided to deliver this thing to whoever osama was.
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As I walked into the lunchroom I was hit with the smell of weed, garbage and mozzarella sticks.
Instantly catching an attitude I wanted to quickly deliver this package to be on my merry way back home.
Scanning the lunchroom and looking for a so called osama I felt a tap to the side of me, Looking up I was met with the description accurate osama smiling at me.
" Yo nett gave you the pack right?" He said holding out his hand.
" Uh yeah." I say taking the "pack" out of my cardigan pocket and handing it to him.
"Preciate it, What's your name by the way?" He asked quickly sliding the pack into his book bag.
