I didn't go back to school that week, why would I? It hurt to do so much as breath.
*hey*It was Sebastian. He didn't know what was happening, no one did.
*hey, Wat up* I texted back.
*party tomorrow if u wan2 u can come*
*sounds fun*
I didn't think I would actually go, I still felt like shit. A week and I could barely get up, how was I going to get to a party? Simple, drunk as hell. I can go if I'm to numb to feel, so booze and drugs, right? For tomorrow I might just.
I curled up with Sebastian, skipping school agin. This time I had Sebastian bring me hooka and some vodka, in no time I was up and moving. Even if it was just a little. At 7 we left for the party.
The drive was short but fun, I felt amazing. Maybe I should do this more often. I haven't felt this happy in ages.
I nuzzled into Sebastian as we walked into the house, ignoring the fire of pain running through my body. Letting the night become a blur.
On Monday I finally walked through the doors of the school, stumbling from my good morning vodka. I realized it was almost half way through first period, but I walked in like it had just started.
"Mae, care to explain?" my teacher looked at me with boredom.
"Not really," I shrugged with a slight giggle.
"Excuse me?"
"I said I don't want to explain," I knew he hadn't really been giving me an option, but I didn't want to tell.
"Office now."
"And if I don't go?" I have no idea why I'm doing this, it's just so fun.
"Office!" He finally shouted, pointing to the door. I laughed as every one looked at me in compleat and utter shock.
I set my stuff down, heading to the door. Tripping in the middle of the floor, causing the class to laugh. I felt my cheeks heat up as pain shot through me, closing my eyes for a second. Slowly I got up, making my way to the office.
"Mae?" my principle pulled me into her office,"You are the last kid I ever thought I'd see here for disorderly conduct."
