An Eventful Internship

420 Whatcha Smokin'? | 10

***DON'T DO DRUGS WITHOUT AN AUTHORISED PRESCRIPTION FROM YOUR DOCTOR***

When I get home, no one's there so I take a sigh of relief and make my way to my room.

I get changed out of my day clothes and into a pair of sweatpants but remaining shirtless. I then do some homework, it's so easy that I'm literally worried for our school's curriculum, seeing as it's clearly failing.

I sigh and close my laptop, I don't wanna sleep, I hate sleeping, well not sleeping per se, more what comes with it.

Nightmares.

I always have nightmares, it sounds pathetic, like I'm just some kid who gets bad dreams. I guess that's true, but it doesn't mean I hate it any less, how could it?

I grab my phone from my backpack and just scroll through the one social media platform I have. To be honest, I fucking hate social media, everyone is so toxic and I'm just like bitch nah.

So basically I only have Snapchat, and that's only because it's the easiest platform to use when I'm buying some... stuff. Mainly because the messages delete themselves unless you save them.

I dunno if y'all smoke weed but it's kinda like a daily occurrence for me, and it's easier for me to get weed than tobacco.

Who am I talking to? Oh shit have I gone crazy? Damn schizophrenia runs in my family.

A bottle smashing erupts me from my thoughts and I hear that pig of a man downstairs.

"Oh Petey-Pie!" I hear him slur loudly, I throw on my shoes and on a black zip up hoodie.

I then take my backpack quickly putting my laptop in it and then jump out the window. I grab my skateboard from where I hid it before and then skate the fuck away from that hellhole.

Well looks like I'm going to the skatepark, it's not normally empty at this time, usually there's older college kids smoking weed.

I get to the skatepark and it's got like 10 people there, half of them high as fuck.

"Hey kid shouldn't you be sleepin' or somethin'?" One of them asks me.

"Nah man" I scoff in amusement.

"Peter my guy!" I hear a familiar voice exclaim and I see a guy I know.

"Hey Harvey" I reply with a smirk and we bro hug, ya know the one arm hug thing.

"Don't fuck with this kid guys" Harvey says to the other dudes.

I skate around the park doing a few drops and tricks, I'm so fucking bored, ugh why'd Crazy Carl have to come home.

I sit at the top of a ramp and open up my bag, I have like five joints, I take one and light it up. I swear to god if you start ranting about how I shouldn't be doing drugs I will come to your house and steal your dino nuggies. (DO NOT DO ILLEGAL DRUGS!!)

I skate down the ramp I'm sitting on, it's quite a steep drop not gonna lie. I take a few deep inhales off the joint, who doesn't love weed? The author sure does love weed, she makes edibles with her brother. (SHHHHH).

Oops I kinda broke the fourth wall there, let me fix that, there we go, all fixed... partially.

I skate out the park saying a quick goodbye to Harvey and his buds. I can't go home, it's literally suicide, I should go to my hangout place. I have this place I made when I was 8, it's an abandoned warehouse but I fixed it up pretty good, it has everything. It's literally for when I can't go home because of whatever wacko foster parent I have.

When I get to the abandoned warehouse I punch in the digits at the keypad to get in.

I know it sounds bad that I hang out in an abandoned warehouse but it's actually pretty good. I have water, heating and electricity, it kinda just looks like a hangout. I could live here if I wanted to, don't really know what's stopping me.

There's been bags, a sofa, a tv, an Xbox, a fridge with loads of soda and string cheese, I even made a small music studio. My bed consists of a thin mattress but a ton of blankets and pillows. I have a workshop where I work on different inventions and I recently made a cool hammock that's really comfortable and I also have a bookshelf with a ton of my favourite mathematics and science books, as well as some classics. Overall it's just a really cool hangout place.

As soon as I get in, I fall back on the bed I've slept in on multiple occasions, I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.

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Hehe didn't start this A/N with umm 😁

Anygayssss hope you enjoyed this new chapter I guess!

Word Count: 800 (Ik it's rly short)

- mayaaaa ✌🏼