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*3:00 pm*

I sit in class watching the clock, while all the fuck boys across the room wouldn't stop flipping a damn water bottle. I never understood the whole "bottle flipping" thing. What was the point? It's just loud and obnoxious. When you flip the bottle upright, then what? Yay? Good job? All I knew, is if I heard the smack of that water bottle one more time, I was gonna shove it up their asses.

*smack*
*flip*
*smack*
*flip*
*smack*

"That's it." I say. I walked up to Preston (The Alfa of the fuck boy wolf pack) I snatched the bottle out of his hand and threw it out of the open window. I hear a swarm of "come onnn's", "wtf's?" And "fuck off Larz" Come out of their mouths. I turn around and grab my purse and laptop. Walking out of the classroom with my saltiness through the roof.

Class was out in 30 minutes, but I didn't care. I walk down the street to the mini mart on the corner. "A pack of Marlboro silvers please." I say, tapping my fingers on the counter, awkwardly. I knew I was gonna have to guide the small Chinese woman to which cigarettes I was trying to buy, because she never knew which ones I was talking about.

"This one?" She asks.  "No, the silver ones"
she points to at least 3 more packs before handing me the right ones. I pay.

"Thank you" I say walking out, sliding a fag between my cold lips and lighting it.
I inhale the smoke and shiver. "It's so cold my nipples could cut glass." I think to myself.

I start walking to my best friend Mandie and I's flat, where my car was parked. I approach my front door, and put my ciggie out. I was quite irritated, so I walk in and head straight to our room.

-We just got out of high school, and a one bedroom flat next to our college, was all we could afford at the moment.-

She was still sleeping. Smh.

I open our 'jewelry box' and take out a big bag of weed. I grab some rolling papers, and start to roll myself a fat blunt.

I nudge her side. "Wake up bitch, let's smoke a doobie" Nothing.
She has always slept like a rock, but I knew what to do.
Grabbing the stereo remote from the nightstand, and putting our smoking song on. (Walked in - Bankroll Fresh)
I climb up on the bed and straddle her, lighting up my blunt. I blow the smoke in her face and watched her as she quickly opened her eyes and started sleepily laughing. "Duuuuuudeee" she says, with a smirk, as she sits up. Still, on top of her, I put the blunt between her lips. We both start booty poppin' on the bed, like ayyyyyyeeee wuzzupppp$$$

*ding ding*

My iPhone lights up. "REMINDER: THE 1975 CONCERT 2 DAYS"

I turn my phone to Mandie
"AYYYYEEEEE" we booty pop even harder and share the rest of our blunt.