C H A O S

Mystery boy.

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Hey so I'm here just to put in a little trigger warning. Not to much just the substitute of self harm and drinking. Thanks.
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We arrive at the school. I stare at the doors for a minute.

"Hey Tyler I'm gonna go find my other friend okay? She was worried about me. I just want her to know I'm okay yeah? See you in Homeroom." I say already taking off.

Tyler nods.

I walk down the hallways headed for my locker, because I know she's gonna be waiting for me there.

"EM WHERE WERE YOU?!" She shouts from over ten feet away.

I sprint over to her making sure I don't hit anyone.

She hugs me.

"Who's shirt is that. It definitely doesn't smell like you so don't even go there." She says crossing her arms. Why must she question everything I do.

I put my hands around my back and lightly pull the elastic band.

"You think I'm gonna tell you and let you harass this poor person. They were being kin-"

"Oh my god I just noticed. Did he hit you again?" She reaches for my face with her hand touching it gently. I squint a little.

I pull the elastic again.

"I'm fine." I say rolling my eyes.

The bell rings.

"See you later." I say walking off.

"Were not done here!" She shouts down the hall.

I grab the zipper up hoodie I left in my locker from the previous days. I also grab some makeup stuff quickly putting it on.

Not that noticeable.

I put the hoodie over my head and the makeup back in my locker.

I head down the hall.

I walk in my Homeroom doors and sit next to Tyler.

"I just noticed I don't have your phone number. I was gonna text you something and that's how I noticed." I say grabbing my phone out.

He grabs my phone.

"Here." Tyler puts his number in my phone.

I take it back then text:

Me: Hey.

His phone dings. He looks at me then rolls his eyes.

"Just gotta see if it worked."

"Do you really think I would give you the wrong phone number?"

"Never kn-" The teacher walks in and I immediately shut up and face forward.

I look down. Then I realize I'm wearing his shirt. I smile a bit.

Me: Uh wanna get drunk.

I text under the table.

"Are you serious." He whispers.

I nod.

He nods as well.

I didn't know if he drank or not. Guess he does.

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School goes by quick. I have art, math, science, and English in the morning and a bit of the after noon so I really didn't pay attention to any of my other classes.