part 8

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"up" maria blew her air horn into my ear. "oi" i said standing up and grabbing it, "how dae ye like it" i blew it in her ear and she screamed. "exactly" i laughed and went for a wash. i got dressed into my uniform. i sat in my room until i had to go and meet callan. i walked down the stairs and out the house. "bye max, be safe. and behave" maria shouted after me as i left. "fuck you" i mumbled after i had shut the door.

i knocked on callan's door and he opened it up, "hey max" he smiled as he almost fell over trying to tie his shoe laces. i laughed and he pulled on his blazer and grabbed his bag. "bye mum" he shouted as he closed the door. "mon, we gotta get to morgan's, apparently she's got a surprise" i said as we almost ran to morgan's.

"hey" i yelled, opening her door as we walked in. "up here" i heard morgan shout and we walked up the stairs. "so wits this surprise" callan asked. "i'm glad ye asked" she turned around in a desk chair, she was stroking two bags of weed. "here boys" she smiled and handed us one, and got one out for herself. "this is all for us" i asked and morgan nodded. "and i have these" she pulled out three joints for us, "wicked".  a smile grew across callan's face.

we left morgan's house and started smoking the joints. we put them out just before we got into the school grounds. we were late as always. "see ya" we said to morgan as we split up and went to our forms. "ah as always, why are you two late this time" mr may asked. "traffic" i think the weed was beginning to kick in, considering his face started wiggling. "anyway, mr grainger wants to see you two in his office" he smiled. we turned around and walked away.

when we got there morgan was always sitting down, you could see she was trying not to laugh, so we're we. "now, all three of your behaviours have been horrible, you show up to all your classes late with a half-assed excuse and are failing to meet the goals set for you" he said, i could see the walls behind him melting. "so you all have a detention after school today" i couldn't help it anymore, little things were popping up everywhere and now he was a unicorn, i burst out laughing and then so did callan and eventually so did morgan.

once we were let go, it had passed and we were kinda back to normal. we all walked to english. i sat down next to morgan and callan. the teacher began to talk and we continued. "you three shut it" mr conway said. "why don't you make me" i raised my eyebrow at him. "all three of you, come out here now" he angrily yelled. we all stood up and walked out to him.

we had to go to some behaviour support centre. once we had arrived there we were sent into a small room with not much inside it. the only things visible, were some chairs and a few desks. "sit down" we all sat down and just sat there for silence. it was just over 5 minutes till the bell, we'd been sitting here for about 40 minutes and it was getting so boring, every time i tried to talk i was just shushed. "you guys have detention for 30 minutes tomorrow after school, don't miss it" we walked out of the room.

we proceeded to misbehave in pe, which was next. i was actually told to go get changed and i wasn't allowed to participate. which i didn't mind because you know it was pe.

at the end of the day, i walked home with callan and morgan. we smoked and when i arrived home i got screamed at by maria for misbehaving in school. "I AM NOT SENDING YOU TO THAT SCHOOL SO YOU CAN HAVE A CARRY ON WITH YOUR FRIENDS" i stormed up the stairs, my blood was boiling and i was about to explode, be glad i left.

i lay in bed staring at my ceiling until i heard a ping. i looked over at my phone and saw callan had texted me "hey bro wanna come round to mine and we can hang out and stuff" i didn't even respond and just immediately grabbed my tin and climbed out the window. i jumped over out back garden fence and into our back neighbours. from there i went round the side of their house and walked round to callan's.

a/n: HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! 🥳🥳

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