It'll pass soon

Chapter 1

"What is "LOVE" exactly?" Asked my English teacher. He asks this because were learning about Romeo and Juliet.

"Nobody? Well I guess I'll have a go at it. To me love is the reasoning of the human race. Love is the beginning of us and the end of us. It is something we all want and something we all feel. It's something we can't touch physically but we can feel on the inside. If were lucky we'll find it and if were really lucky that person will stay, and you can both have that feeling for the rest of your lives. Until your dead and see nothing for eternity." He says with a creepy grin on his face and starts to sweat a little.

"Nobody? Right after I poured my heart out?" He asked.

There was a silence and we all just sort of sat there watching him sweat his brains out.

"Fine, I give up on you children." he says right after the bell rings. As we start to walk out he says. "We'll be starting the novel tomorrow afternoon, on a Friday, whoop whoop. no nobody. Right then." He says. I felt bad for the old man. His names Mr. Crawlswell, his wife and him got a divorce last month because she cheated on him by giving the workout trainer down the street from where I live a hand job. Ever since he's been listening to Stevie Nicks on repeat on his lunch breaks and I guess whenever he gets home.

I walk over to my locker and get my keys out of it. As I'm walking out I get a text.

"Meet me by your car.

Xx S,"

I roll my eyes because I wasn't in the mood for my friend Sammy's afternoon hotbox session, because I had work in an hour and couldn't be late again because was I'd get fired. But just in case it was an emergency I left and met him up there. I had to go in that direction anyway.

When I got there he waves and points at his hair. It was pink and spiked up into a quiff and I was speechless because nobody took him serious when he said he was gonna do it. We all thought "well it's Sammy being Sammy, let him live a little."

"Oh my god, what the hell did you do?" I asked while touching his newly flamingo shit coloured hair.

"What? You think I'm just gonna tell everybody and not do it?" He says, smiling. "Anyway that's not the point I got this new weed all the way from Dutch and it's really strong. Not to the point where you can't drive though." He says, giving me a sneak peak from of the kush from his back pocket.

"No, ok not today if I'm late again Mikes gonna fire me." I say, opening my door.

"But I spent all my money on this and I got it for me and you specifically." He says. Then I thought if he really spent all his money on it then I guess it couldn't hurt just having a puff.

"If I'm late, your finding me another job." I say, inviting him into the car. He winks at me and opens the door to the passengers seat.

We drove to this grave yard not to far from the school and did what we normally do after school. Smoke and talk about shit in school and how Livy smith got so trashed at this one party that every time she picked up her phone she drops it over and over and over again on the hard floor.

"You should've been there." He says giggling while passing the blunt back to me. "She was doing it for nine minutes straight."

I breathe in the plant and say,"I can believe it." I say breathing out the smoke and throw the tiny spliff out the window. "I gotta get back I don't have much time to get there, also barley enough to change into my uniform." I say slurring my words a little with my now hazy red eyes. He just smiles and nods.

"I'm saying get out and walk." I said leaning against the comfort of my seat.

"Walk?!" He says with a frown on his face. His mouth was open in shock because it had just rained not to long before, and looks like it might again.