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"Good morning."

"Hurry up, we're going to be late again." I rushed.

Chris rolled his eyes and got into the car, immediately putting in a CD and turning the volume up.

"We did great yesterday," Chris said. "They'll want more in a week they said."

"The same thing?"

Chris nodded.

"Where's my share, Christopher?"

"Fuck, I was hoping you'd forget." Chris laughed and I joined.

"Give me my money you motherfucker," I retorted and Chris huffed before pulling out a stack of cash.

"You only care about money," He muttered, giving me my money and I put it in my pocket before driving.

"You can assume whatever you want," I said.

Chris gave me a puzzled look but laughed it off and shrugged.

"Hey Mad Hatter!"

People greeted me as I walked into my first class and I only gave them smiles and a "hey" back.

"Got anything with you?" The boy that sat next to me whispered and I gave him a grin.

"I've got a few pills and blunts." I replied.

Being early to class was an easy way to sell to others because the teacher to this class was never on time and this class was full of drug users. They all knew I could supply them with nearly anything.

Class started a few minutes later and I let my mind wander off.

I guess I wasn't a bad student but I wasn't the best either; I liked to keep my grades at a reasonable level. If I ever want to, my grades would be good enough for me to get into University.

Time was going slow and every minute that passed felt like an hour and every hour felt like an eternity but soon, after my first two classes, the bell to break rang and everyone rushed out the door.

I made my way to the field, under a massive tree behind the school where Chris and I met every day.

I leaned onto the tree and checked my phone, making sure I had no missed calls.

"Hey, Hatter!" I heard Chris's voice call and I looked up to see him walking with two boys that I'm sure I've seen before but never payed much attention to.

"Hey," I said and took a good look at these two unfamiliar boys.

"This is PJ," Chris motioned towards the boy with curled hair and green eyes, "and this is Phil," then Chris pointed at the boy with black hair and blue eyes.

They both seemed pretty socially awkward and nervous so I decided to take it slow and be the first to speak.

"Hey, I'm Dan but everyone knows me as the Mad Hatter." I said, waving my hand awkwardly.

"Is there an actual reason why people call you that?" Phil asked and both, Chris and PJ appeared surprised by the question.

I only smiled. "Ask the people that call me that."

Phil's expression didn't change and he crossed his arms.

"Well, why do you think they call you that?"

There were so many ways to answer that question but I played it cool and decided to joke a bit.

"Because they don't know my real name," I laughed.

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