Chapter 2

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Johnny swiftly turned his head as the powder he sniffed up this morning flowed around his brain, Johnny stood up tall like a tower in-front of Samuel and his petty posy, that all shouted 'ooohhhh' 'bro, get him' 'take him down bruh' Samuel had long ginger hair that you just wanted to rip out because it was always in his eyes, which were blue and small, he had a pale face filled with red disgusting spots and big sore red lips. Johnny rolled his eyes and breathed heavily into his face which made Samuel turn his head in disgust,
'What do you want J' growled Samuel,
'You still drug dealing' breathed Johnny,
'Yeah, what's it to you, BRUH' Samuel shouted, making everyone present in the hallway turn and quietly stare in anticipation.
'you know I'm the best drug dealer around, I told you to stop, I'm the drug god' Johnny whispered, getting agitated quickly.
Samuel pushed Johnny weakly with his arm that actually looked like a twig and Johnny sighed in pity, J tensed his large muscles obviously showing of his bicep and shoving it in front of Samuels face showing his skull tattoo.
'Get that out my face bitch' screeched Samuel,
'Just cuz you don't have any' Johnny laughed as he turned away and signalled to Jack to come with him as he walked confidently away.
The scream of bro talk slowly drowned away behind them,
'Bro what is their problem, they have had four drug websites in the last month and I've had to take them all down, how dumb can you get?' Said Jack
'I know right tell me about it, I can't wait until I see that disgusting face behind bars'
Johnny said,
'But seriously you should tell 'me to shove it where the sun don't shine, see what he'll have to say about that' Jack said chuckling to himself,
'Haha, bro I'd love to but you know I would hate to see those sad little faces when he couldn't come up with any come backs' Johnny said in a childish accent.
They sat down and continues conversations as usual, with the odd person coming up and suspiciously exchanging a little packet of powder with a ten or twenty pound note, then a phone rang, it was Johnny's it read Dad🥊🐍😡,
'What, the, hell' John said looking up in confusion to Jack, him having the same expression.

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