How to be a Good Girl

Part 11

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Tomorrow
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I took the packets of crack and I'm on my way for school.

Huff l'm late.

That man didn't give me the drugs quickly.

Now I won't be on time for his lesson. Mr Marcus is gonna be angry. For sure.

I went to my classroom as fast as possible, and I knocked on the door.

I opened it slowly.

Mr Marcus looked at me.

Marcus; Where have you been?

I didn't answer.

I was ready to go inside the classroom but he stopped me.

Marcus; Don't get inside till you give me an answer.

I sighed out load and I went two steps closer to him.

Me; Look. I'm sorry.

He came two steps closer to me too. Now we were quite close to each other.

Marcus; I asked you where have you been.

All kids were looking at us like this was a movie.

I took my hand out of my pocket ready to talk but the small packets of crack fell down on the floor.

Marcus looked at them shocked.

We both went down to take them at the same time. I picked them up first but he grabbed my arm.

Kids got kinda... amazed?

I think they didn't see that it was drugs.

Marcus; Let's go to the principal's. Now.

We got outside the classroom and he pushed my body on the wall.

Marcus; Give it to me.

I was feeling his hot breath all over my face.

Me; Leave me alone.

Marcus; Give me the fucking drugs.

Me; THEY ARE NOT MINE!

Marcus; How am I supposed to be sure?

Me; My mum told me to go and buy some.

Marcus; So you've never done drugs?

I didn't reply.

Marcus; I don't believe it.

Me; I DECIDED TO STOP THIS HABBIT!

He didn't talk. He was ashamed.

He was ready to open the classroom's door again but he stopped.

Marcus; We need to talk after school. And don't come inside right now. I don't wanna look at you.

He got inside the classroom and I sat on the floor.

I don't care.

It's not a big deal.

Fuck.

Okay maybe it was bad.

I hate this.

Ugh why l care so much for him?

I'll do whatever I want.
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After school
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I a m p a n i c e d.

I don't know what to do!

Marcus told me to go and meet him.

If I go, he'll be angry.

If don't go, he'll be angry again!

So. I won't go!

Or maybe I should. Ugh.
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//Annie💛
#mmimagines #mmstories