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As Leek's day at school continued with his regular routine, he received a message from Teeko that said "Yo, be outside in 10 minutes. Don't say shit to anyone." Leek was confused so he texted back with a couple question marks hoping to get a response in seconds.

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" Excuse me, Ms. Dee can I step out to use the restroom?" I asked so I could call Teeko.
"Yes, make it fast."
I grabbed my book bag and rushed out the classroom door to head down to the student parking lot doors to meet Teeko. As I rushed down the hall I heard a bunch of keys, and walkie talkies coming towards me. I stopped at the corner and took a quick peek to see what administrator it was. Shockingly it wasn't a administrator..it was 2 cops and a K9 dog. The dog was sniffing the lockers while 1 of the cops were popping locks. I rushed back down the hall just to see another cop coming down the hall towards me. I acted as if I was on the phone with my grandmother and passed him hoping he wouldn't stop me just for smelling like that gas. As soon as I passed him he turned around with quickness and said "Stop right there young man." I stopped dead in my tracks and stood there.
"I have a student in the hall that reeks right now." Said the cop. Soon as I heard him say that, I jetted up the hall and ran towards the front door of the school. I pulled my phone out and cautiously walked fast to the street to see if I seen Teeko's car. I called him once and his phone went straight to voicemail. I continued to walk and still didn't see his car. Half up the street I began to hear loud music thump coming up behind me. I turned around and clutched my gun under my shirt. As the all black Chevy Tahoe pulled up, the dark tinted window rolled down and it was Teeko.
"Hurry up and get in nigga!"
I ran infront of the car and got in on the passenger side. He pulled off and headed back towards the Main Street.
"Yo son, you would never believe what the fuck just happened cuz." I said to Teeko as I turned the Moneybagg yo down.

"Wassup nigga."

"Fuckin 12 tries to chase me in school cuz. They had dogs up in there too cuz."

"Fuuuccckkk no. I'm glad I'm not in school no more. I couldn't deal with that bullshit."

"I can't deal with that shit cuz. I be trynna get that pack off while I'm in class and these fuck boys walkin the fuckin halls and shit cuz."

"Yeah that shit crazy, but I got money moves for us later, lets go get off that gas right now though." Teeko said as we headed towards the gas station near my neighborhood. When we got to the gas station I see a group of niggas that I had seen at school before. I rolled my window down and yelled "y'all need that gas !" They all looked up and squinted they eyes to see who I was.
"Nah we straight bruh!" They yelled back. I rolled up my window and got out the truck to go get cigars out the gas station as I walked in the store 1 of the niggas in the group said "oh you be pluggin at my school don't you." I laughed and continued in the store. I grabbed a pineapple Fanta, peanut m&ms, and hot fries then went and cashed out. When I walked out the store the same nigga that asked if I was plugging at his school asked if I could serve him a gram for $10. He followed me to the truck and got in the back. Teeko swerved too the back of the gas station so I could give bruh the weed. Once he got it, he hopped out and we went back to my house to blow. He rolled up 1 backwood, and I rolled up 1 game leaf. We both got high as fuck waiting for someone to hit our phones with moves. We listened to music, talked about bitches, played 2k for money and even went Instagram live.
I will not lie to you baby I swear, accept you for your past baby I swear.. (Pressure By: Lil Durk) came from my phone notifying me I was getting a phone call. I answered, "hello." With a raspy voice.

"Heeyy, I didn't see you when I left school today."

The voice that came through the phone was a shocker. I quickly cleared my throat and responded...
" Yeah I left early. Wasn't feeling to good after 3rd block."

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