Laurene waited in the stairwell on the corner of the west wing, one of the only blind spots on the entire campus, a well known one actually. She looked back and forth down the hall, waiting for Roman.
"Hey" He turned the corner into the stairs, quickly pecking her on the cheek.
"What took you so long, I gotta get back to class." She said as she shuffled through her bag, a plastic baggie falling out making a small noise as the small white pills hit the floor.
Roman grabbed the small bag and shoved it into his pocket, concealing the bag. "You gotta be more careful about that" he said through his teeth.
"Ugh, yeah yeah I know alright." She said grabbing all her stuff, "That's gonna be 200." she stared at him.
"Put it on my tab." he laughed checking to make sure that there was no one in the hallway.
"What does that make you at 1800?" She asked mater of factually.
"Somethin' like that." He laughed, starting out the door, "I'll pay you when I get my allowance."
"That's what you said last time." He was already long gone.
She started up the stairs and back to class when her phone pinged.
'911 Meet us at Ali's locker'
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Teen FictionScott Academy was one of the most prestigious schools for young teens of rich parents, emphasis on "was".
