Urm...I Hate Titles, chapter 1
"Pepper, pay attention or leave my classroom!"
Sighing, I picked my bag up and walked out, down to the nearest park where I met Mabby who looked like she'd only just lit up.
"English again?" she asked
"Ya can read me like a book"
"I know, I just skip English from the start so I don't even know who I have."
"I know...I've got Mrs. Lees, she's an evil witch"
"Uh huuuuuuuh... "
We smoked in silence for a but until we heard the distant giggle of a very high sounding Alison. When we saw her coming through the trees she was with Ronny who she was leaning on, because on her own she couldn't stand up nevermind walk. It was obvious that she was wasted as well as high, which probably meant things weren't so good at home.
"Yoooooooooo Froggieiiiieee!!!"
"Oh god, hiiiyyyyy Aliiiiiiii!!!"
"I saw aceeee!!!!!"
"Oh good, how is he these days?"
"He's gooooooooood!"
"Froggie, you shouldn't encourage her, you do know he's in her imagination when ever she's drunk!" scolded Ronny
"I know, but its so funny!!! What crawled up your ass and died anyway?"
"Ali stole all my joints" she pulled a face.
"Aww bless! Here have this" I handed her a joint and the lighter. "Hey I should probably go, I've got a test later which I know I'm gonna fail but they have a total hissy fit if you miss them."
"Kay" they all said.
*AFTER THE TEST AND ON THE WAY HOME*
I know I did totally rubbish but its not like it affects my life, I'm gonna drop out when I get to 16, which is in like 7 months. I need more time to work on my guitar skills. I got home and unlocked the door coz no one was ever in when I got home. I ran and locked myself in my room so I could play my guitar in peace. It was my most precious possession in the world, a black Fender (which Ali named DB when she first saw it, she thought it was dark blue and named it that) I'd been given it by my mum before she moved out when I was 12. I'd wanted one since I was 10, when I had gone to visit my older brother in California and he had taken me to a all ages concert by a band called Sweet Children, though at the end they had announced they were changing there name as they got older. I was infatuated by the frontman, Billie Joe. Not only was he VERY cute, but he was amazingly talented, and inspired me to start playing electric guitar.
Then I heard a crash downstairs
"PEP!"
It was Ali, and she didn't just sound drunk and high, she sounded disorientated. I ran downstairs, and found her collapsed on the floor, bleeding from her lip and her broken arm
"SHIT ALI!" I screamed "what the fuck happened!!!"
"I dunno... couldn't see ace anywhere... ."
"Ali! He isn't real! He's a figment of your drunken imagination!!!"
"No! He's real I know he's real! I know!! I know!! I know!! I know!! I know!! I KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!"
She was unconscious before her head hit the floor.
Sighing, I picked my bag up and walked out, down to the nearest park where I met Mabby who looked like she'd only just lit up.
"English again?" she asked
"Ya can read me like a book"
"I know, I just skip English from the start so I don't even know who I have."
"I know...I've got Mrs. Lees, she's an evil witch"
"Uh huuuuuuuh... "
We smoked in silence for a but until we heard the distant giggle of a very high sounding Alison. When we saw her coming through the trees she was with Ronny who she was leaning on, because on her own she couldn't stand up nevermind walk. It was obvious that she was wasted as well as high, which probably meant things weren't so good at home.
"Yoooooooooo Froggieiiiieee!!!"
"Oh god, hiiiyyyyy Aliiiiiiii!!!"
"I saw aceeee!!!!!"
"Oh good, how is he these days?"
"He's gooooooooood!"
"Froggie, you shouldn't encourage her, you do know he's in her imagination when ever she's drunk!" scolded Ronny
"I know, but its so funny!!! What crawled up your ass and died anyway?"
"Ali stole all my joints" she pulled a face.
"Aww bless! Here have this" I handed her a joint and the lighter. "Hey I should probably go, I've got a test later which I know I'm gonna fail but they have a total hissy fit if you miss them."
"Kay" they all said.
*AFTER THE TEST AND ON THE WAY HOME*
I know I did totally rubbish but its not like it affects my life, I'm gonna drop out when I get to 16, which is in like 7 months. I need more time to work on my guitar skills. I got home and unlocked the door coz no one was ever in when I got home. I ran and locked myself in my room so I could play my guitar in peace. It was my most precious possession in the world, a black Fender (which Ali named DB when she first saw it, she thought it was dark blue and named it that) I'd been given it by my mum before she moved out when I was 12. I'd wanted one since I was 10, when I had gone to visit my older brother in California and he had taken me to a all ages concert by a band called Sweet Children, though at the end they had announced they were changing there name as they got older. I was infatuated by the frontman, Billie Joe. Not only was he VERY cute, but he was amazingly talented, and inspired me to start playing electric guitar.
Then I heard a crash downstairs
"PEP!"
It was Ali, and she didn't just sound drunk and high, she sounded disorientated. I ran downstairs, and found her collapsed on the floor, bleeding from her lip and her broken arm
"SHIT ALI!" I screamed "what the fuck happened!!!"
"I dunno... couldn't see ace anywhere... ."
"Ali! He isn't real! He's a figment of your drunken imagination!!!"
"No! He's real I know he's real! I know!! I know!! I know!! I know!! I know!! I KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!"
She was unconscious before her head hit the floor.
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