Route 1 - Day 6

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by doumamakesedits

by doumamakesedits

RESUME ---

"And that is why I wasn't very upset when my wife killed herself. Any questions?" Mr. Burleday finally finished his 'interesting' story, I had literally just been scribbling on the corner of the desk I was sitting at the whole time since he had been so invested in talking about his wife literally killing herself. Jeffery raised his hand.
"Jeffery, it better not be about the upcoming quiz..." Mr. Burleday murmured coldly in a strict voice, Jeffrey almost immediately lowered his hand with a bead of sweat sliding down his greasy ass face. The bell then rang which meant this class was over!
"Class dismissed but Jeffrey, I expect a drawing of my dead wife by tomorrow. That fat bitch..." He whispered the last part to himself, it was barely even audible. Jeffery reluctantly agreed since he was honestly scared of the guy despite the fact that he was fucking dumb he was sometimes, like that one time he referred to himself as a ped-0 after Nicole and Jecka said it meant 'cool teacher'.

I then left the classroom with a couple others, I had PE next so I made my way over there. Taking my time since I really didn't wanna see Coach Colby today...

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I was in the changing room with Emily, I think this was the first time we'd ever actually met. I'd only heard about her when Jecka was going on about how pretty her hair was which now that I see it, I can definitely agree it is very pretty.
"Hey, {reader} right?"
I gave her a nod of my head, she seemed pretty friendly in all honesty.
"You up for buying some Adderall in the janitors closet later?" She offered while slipping on a tight T-shirt that was required for gym class, I refused to ever wear it though.

"Uh nope, I don't do that shit. I'm afraid I'll end up like Brittany Spears or something."

"Oh, you're a prude. Don't worry, I understand."

"Wait wait, no. I was kidding! Totallyyy...I'm just broke as shit right now." I quickly lied but I was actually broke so it technically wasn't ?

She didn't really believe me but shrugged, she seemed pretty chill but it was probably just because she was on some substance herself.
"Well, when you got cash you know where to find me." She then left the changing room, the door clicking shut behind her. "God, she's a fuckin goddess..." I mumbled to myself before exiting the changing room myself to get gym class done and over with.

The whole gym class was just playing indoor basketball, I was kinda just shimmying around the court so I didn't get smacked in the head by either someone's sweaty hand or a hard basketball. 'damn that sounded sexual...' Whatever, the class eventually ended and I quickly rolled on a layer of deodorant in the changing room before heading on over to the cafeteria.

Thankfully, I was able to sit with Nicole and Jecka now since they had gotten out of sexual rehab! I was chugging down a cardboard carton of milk while the both of them stared in disgust.
"What? I haven't drank shit since this morning."

"You know there's probably rat shit infused in that milk?" Nicole commented dryly which made my eyes widen and spit the milk in my mouth slowly back into the carton. My stomach almost immediately twisted.
"Really great fuckin image, it's stuck in my head..." I spoke with a tight expression as I glared at Nicole, she just shrugged with her expression not even changing in the slightest.
"You're welcome, bitch. Hope it tasted salty."

"Bitch, the dead sea is less salty than your ass!" I snapped back, Jecka's eyes widened and she quickly got in between the two of us.
"Woah, guys! Chill the fuck out, you guys never get along..." She groaned while facepalming in defeat. Seeing that she was bothered by our petty argument, I stopped. I'm surprised that Nicole did so herself...

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It was the end of the day, I could tell since the sun was blinding me through the fucking windows and the last bell had rang.

I made my way down the hallway with my backpack slung over my shoulder, ready to head out when I suddenly stop at the sight of Crispin. Woah, it feels like forever since I've seen this fucker.

"Woah, heyyy {reader}. Heard you're finally back and shit, I kinda missed you." He spoke someone calmly and awkwardly at the same time, rubbing the back of his neck. I hated how he was a few inches taller than me.

"Yup, I already don't miss this place."

"Well uh...wanna like hang out? We can grab a pizza and watch a movi-"

"I'm not fucking you."

"Oh uh..." Then he wattled away, wattle wattle. And he wattled away, wattle wattle, TIL THE VERY NEXT DAY! (I'm sorry).

I sighed to myself, boys never fucking change. Even in their forties because look at the fucking counselor...

I then left the school building, going home for the night and praying my parents don't argue over some bullshit especially in mom's current condition...