I always walk home after school.
I can't afford a car and a hate bikes. I ride a longboard, but the school takes it away every morning because I 'can't seem to follow the no skating in the halls rule.' Then they remember they have my board and send someone to return it to my house. They are so stupid and dumbasses. I'm genuinely surprised they run this school. Then again, this school is filled with their kind.
I would go claim my board, but I wasn't allowed to see the principle if I wasn't requested. I played a nasty trick on him once, but it wasn't something to get him angry; it was something to stuff realization in that empty head of his. However, the message didn't go through. I guess I used big words that he couldn't yet read.
So I usually have to wait until four-thirty to get my board back.
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a/n
this is just a filler chapter.
