Crash's POV
Well, I'll be damned.
For the first time, I have been rejected
To say it was just a bruise to my ego would be an understatement.
I need a blunt right about now.
"Yow Crash!"
I turned casually to see my friend Justin with two fine girls wrapped around him.
"Sup bro?"
The girls giggled. No doubt they had only air between their ears.
"Wanna skip and give these ladies a tour of our structure?"
He wiggled his eyebrows and again the girls giggled.
"Naa man. I need a blunt. You got any with you now?"
He took one out of his pocket n gave it to me.
"Thanks man. I'm gonna head to class. See you later bruh."
I walked away while lighting my blunt.
"A ganja dat?"
What was it with people stopping me today
"What did you just say??" I was genuinely confused.
"Sorry. Is that marijuana?"
She was a dark skinned girl with curly black hair.
Cute but not my type.
"Yea it is. Want a go?"
"I would but I can't let mom smell that shit on me"
Now she was speaking in a African American accent.
"What's your name again?"
"I didn't tell you my name"
Her accent was british now.
"Tell me where your from, sweets"
Before I could answer......
"What are you kids still doing out here?! Get to class now!"
"Ethan, my man. Come give a brother some love"
"Mr. Francis please refrain from using my first name"
"Ok Bueford" I smirked at him
"Just get to class young man"
"Who said anything about class? I'm gonna go bang a chick who's waiting for me right now. Something you wouldn't know about"
"If you walk through those doors, you have detention for the rest of the month"
"I don't give a fūck's fūck about your fūcking detention. I'm out"
I walked out, leaving a speechless Ethan and a smirking accent girl.
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This chapter is dedicated tho my girl this tress_ann
Sorry if this chapter sucks.
I'm a girl so male POVs are kinda hard to write but anyway.....
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