Strung

It's Not Lying When Most Of It's True

[Late December to Early January: 31st/ 14th]
Hallways
3:30 pm

I've never seen the hallways this lively and full before. All the teachers are out of their classrooms and the students are being less like wild animals and more like students. Hattrick is taking Crabblesnitch around the school to find some of Galloway's bottles. I can't change to Petra because this would be considered suspicious in the eyes of Ms. Phillips and Mr. Galloway. I spotted one bottle sitting in that dusty ass trophy case. The key to it is in the office and there are too many people standing at the case. Following those many people, Hattrick's big ass, the drunk Galloway, and the ignorant Crabblesnitch.

I'm standing on a balcony across from the office with my slingshot. I have three prefects coming to my direction. "See this Dr. Crabblesnitch! Contraband! He's drinking in front of kids, like a monster. Think of the children!" Why is he so damn loud? Fuck. My head hurts. The loud echoing of his voice knocked around my brain waves. I shoot at the trophy case, it misses and hits Hattrick right in the ear. He darts at me and yells. "That child just hit me! Get over here you little delinquent!" I scurry off into a nearby area before Crabblesnitch can see me. It's nice seeing that fat pig getting his exercise.

"Your days of crime are over now."

Without even knowing it, I was yanked out of the locker and pinned down by Seth. "O-oh... Hey there Sethie? How's that rash?" I struggled underneath him for a good 2 minutes, but I got some leverage and kicked him in the nuts, got up and snatched the bottle from the case. I rushed by a row of teachers talking. "That child was holding a bottle! You have children covering up your little mistakes?" Why couldn't Galloway give me a bag? Where the hell am I supposed to cram this?

Hattrick scoffed. "No such thing." Galloway sighed. "Is that alcohol on your breath?" 'Really they need to tone it down a little bit, I'm very far, but I can hear them real close. "Hey Tim, what are you up to?" Petey!! It's very rare to see you around. You only show up once a month, just like something else...

"Enjoying myself. How about you, head boy?" Where did he leave those other bottles? "Go check the girls bathroom and the cafeteria to find what you're looking for. It's in there." Petey walks away. "I chose the wrong day to be myself." I smacked my head in a nearby locker and sighed.

"Where is it?" To get in here I had to change my clothes. I couldn't find my wig or get rid of my makeup. I guess I'm the new femme-boy now. I checked every stall in here. Where the fuck is it? "Lola! Have you been sneaking drinks in here agai-." Christy came by holding a bottle in her hands. I pointed at the bottle and she pointed at me. "I-it's not what you think. Just let me see that bottle..."

Cafeteria
4:50 pm

I had to wait a while. The staff is going around and checking on us. They do this thing twice a week, I never see it because I'm outside the building before school ends. "Excuse me... Miss, could I check something back there?" I hear the lunch ladies usually switch out three times a week. We only have two of them. "What! Do you want to! Oh- it's you that french kid." Edna spits into the salad and mixes it around. There's no point in asking, I'll just go. "Must be another one of Galloway's drunk shenanigans." Edna grunts. It's nice knowing this isn't the first time. I walk into the back of the kitchen and swipe the last bottle. "What are you doing?! That's disgusting!!" You're one to talk. "That's pretty gross coming outta you."

School Parking Lot
5:00 pm

Ms. Phillips is waiting at the bus, just like he said she would. "Psst! Get the prefects off of you, first." That's the first thing to come out of her mouth. No 'Hi' or 'Hello Timothy' after the hell I just went through. "Fine... I'll be back..." Seth and Max are both following me. "bonsoir messieurs." I wave to them. "What are you up to you little scumbag!" Seth pulls me up by my shirt and spits insults at me. I'm being literal when I say he 'spits at me'. "Can you let me go! I didn't do anything!" I kick as he and Max both pin me down on my back. "Get the hell off! I'm a goddamn chick." It's P.E class all over again. I really put myself in this. "Seth back off, she's-."