Chapter 3

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Chapter 3
I was thinking twice as the three boys starred at me while the one in front finished asking me to go with them to a shop to buy some alcohol. I thought that if I bought some for mum she would be busy tonight, and hopefully let me do my homework. Once I accepted I saw all the three pairs of eye widen like a blown up balloon, one of them attempted to pat my back but quickly took it back.

"Why are you not showing me the way?" I asked bored.

The loudest and most annoying of the three pointed down the road eccentrically. I started walking down hearing the running footsteps after ten seconds, one of them started talking about a girl that looked really ''hot'' and ''sexy''.

"Who's this girl you're crushing on?" I asked before the boy chuckled nervously.

"She's called Kira..." I didn't reply as there was no need and carried on walking.

Another kept looking up at me with a confused expression as he looked at my clothes, it was Sunday so I decided to put grey sweatpants and a radio head t-shirt, forgot to wear socks oh well. They kept talking about this Kira and every time they called her hot or sexy they looked up at me expecting something.

Once we got to the shop they all kept bragging about how they managed to get a fake ID. I asked them why they don't just steal the drinks, one of them looked a bit frightened. My mum taught me how to steal liquor so I knew what I was doing.

"We are sixteen not eighteen those fake id are absolute shit as well."

They all looked like nursery children after a teacher said they were disappointed in them. The loud one finally agreed and tried to act all excited but his hands were sweaty.

I went into the store and put tons of food in the shopping cart then I walked to the liquor part the boys weren't following me they all apparently needed to go piss.
When no one was watching I hid the bottle inside the shopping cart then walked to a corridor where no cameras were.

I got my water bottle and drank it then I poured the liquor in it, easy. When I finished walking to the restroom quickly put the bottle inside my shirt under my armpit, I walked in the girls toilets and found the three boys talking in the men's which I could hear from the cracks in the wall

"She is so not like Kira and all the others girls""did u see what she was wearing, she looked like a guy."

One of them added "But sexy..."

I ignored there meaningless guy talk hid the bottle in one of the toilet tanks I walked out pushed the cart about so I didn't look suspicious then took the bottle and hid it in my Nike bag. I left the shopping cart like I was looking for an item.

When I walked out I saw the boys look at my school bag then back at me, I signalled them to go behind the tree and dumpster. I opened the bottle and they all looked confused, once I opened it I smelt it and gagged a bit I hated the stuff cause it was my mum's fuel in the morning and I don't want anything to do with mum so I handed it to the quietest boy.

"Don't drink all of it my mum likes the stuff to"

They all nodded and passed the bottle around, they all gulped and made disgusted sounds as they drank it and failed to try and act tough like they enjoyed it.

"Your very strange." One of them judged.

"Yeah like what the hell, wheres your crop top is and what's with that band it aint Taylor swift or Ariande Grande." I glare at the boy who calls me strange I made sure I intimidated him.

"I'm not strange I just fall out on your exceptional narrow view of the world."

I stare at the boy who insults what I'm wearing "And I shouldn't need to buy clothes for your liking and if you think they are so those shirts that look like you have grown out of them why don't you wear them. Lastly, I wouldn't expect you to know radio for you most likely have immature music taste. "

I stood up and left, one of them started to run after me, so I turned round and put my foot in front of his feet. He fell flat on his face, his friends couldn't help laughing. Then I went home annoyed because I forgot the liquor.

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