A few security guys come in and search students one by one.
They get to me, one of them taps on my pockets and feel my lighter and pack of cigaret. I sigh. He takes them out and says
-Cigarets huh?
He puts them and the lighter in my hand and tells me to go by the door.
-Ohh Taehyung is in trouble!! Says a student.
-If you don't shut the f-
-Quiet! Shouts the teacher, interrupting me.
-Aish.. I whisper as I rest on the wall beside the door.
The security guys get to Namjoon. They take the cigarets out of his pocket, puts them in his hand and sends him beside me. Girls look at Namjoon, in shock. No one expected HIM to be smoking.
The security guys finish searching students, and brings us to the principals office. Our homeroom teacher comes in as well.
Namjoon and I sit on the chairs. The principal looks at us two. The man puts the two packs of cigarets and my lighter on the table.
-We found this on them, m'am.
-Well I guess you two know what will happen to you guys, right? Says the principal to us.
We both nod.
-B-but that's not fair.. suddenly says our homeroom teacher.
The principal looks at him.
-I mean, Namjoon here is new, and they were not caught smoking, but only having cigarets on them.. They can't get expelled for that!
The tension in the room is rising. The principal finally agrees to not expel us, but we will still be punished. She takes away our cigarets& my lighter and tells us to go back to class. Namjoon and I both sigh in relief.
-I'm sorry, I'll buy you a new one, I say to Namjoon.
-No no it's alright. I'm just glad we didn't get expelled! My parents would've killed me!
I chuckle.
We walk back into class and everyone looks at us.
The final bell rings. Namjoon and I exchange KakaoTalk IDs. I decide to walk to the nearest convenience store to get a new lighter.
I open the front door that is again, unlocked. As soon as I get in, my mother comes up to me.
-Taehyung-Ah! Go get me cigarets!
-I can't, I'm 16, I reply.
-You look 19! Just take your fathers ID incase they ask you! You're so stupid! GO! QUICK!
She pushes me out of the house.
I walk back to the convenience store and hide my face with my hood. I get two packs of cigarets; one for my mother and the other one for me. The cashier doesn't say a thing. I walk back home.
I give my mother a pack of cigaret and go in my room.
Tommorow is Thursday.
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