Sitting towards the back of classrooms had a couple perks, great for hiding from your teachers and classmates. You could also sneak things around a bit if you decided to use the people in front of you as cover.
You were usually on your phone during your classes, but especially in this one. Fifth period.
As always, your teacher made everything much more difficult than it needed to be. It wasn't academically either, she was just an elder lady who always believed she was right on everything and could do no wrong. She also believed that because she was elderly, everyone had to obey her every command. Needless to say, you weren't a fan.
You directed an annoyed look at her as she paced back and forth infront of the class board. Looking down at your phone, you thought about the conversations you had with Akaashi the other night. You decided to scroll through your contacts to find the phone number he had given you.
Finally finding it, you now had to figure out what you were going to say.
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You were blanking.
Why is this so nerve wrecking? You wondered. You had to of been staring at your screen for at least the last 7 minutes before you finally decided on sending a message.
[Flower shop]
(You): Hey, got your number from a friend. You got any weed on you?
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You looked over your sent message. However, any thoughts that were about to come to you were quickly denied by a sudden, loud, near heart-attack inducing slam against the desk.
You had let out a small, surprised gasp at the scare. Looking at what it was that slammed against your desk, you recognized the arm holding it first. Want to guess who it was?
You had been caught. You sighed as you looked at your teachers angered face. Shit.
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Now, you were following behind Shimizu as she lead you towards the main office.
Shimizu had been directed to take you to the administration office immediately after your teacher shouted a long and detailed lecture at you.
You felt incredibly embarrassed as the teacher made you hand over your phone. You saw her lock it in a desk drawer before you had to follow Shimizu out of the classroom.
It was total silence between the two of you. The only thing to be heard were the echos of the other students in their own classrooms. Eventually, Shimizu had stoped in front of the office doors and waited for you to catch up to her. Once you noticed you were right in front of the doors, you let out a small "Thanks."
As you were about to step in, she had responded. "You shouldn't do things like that during school."
She then turned and walked away.
The little gratitude you had, left as soon as she stepped away. That wasn't necessary. You thought to yourself as you frowned and walked through the door.
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After gaining a warning from the administrators,
you were finally being sent back to class to retrieve your phone and school bag. You'll be hanging at the office until the the class period ends, that was the teacher's request.
Handing a note from the office to your teacher, you couldn't help but notice that almost every single person in the room was looking at you.
What do I do? Was the only thing haunting your mind at the moment. Your heartbeat was quickening.
You quickly turned your attention away from your classmates to your teacher as she got the key to unlock the drawer, taking her time with it.
Why do old people always take their time doing shit?!
You were really hoping you could escape before your eyes decide to tear up for no reason. Fuck, this is so stupid.
You were so pissed.
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It took an eternity for that lady to give you your phone back, she had decided to give you one last earful before actually handing it to you.
After that humiliating scene, you decided to make a quick stop. Walking into a rarely empty restroom, you attempted to calm yourself down.
Starting to hyperventilate, you could only force yourself to sit on the floor with a hand covering your mouth, trying to focus on being quiet.
After a few minutes of shutting your eyes and successfully taking in slower breathes, you were able to come back down to reality and reminded yourself about the office. Quickly getting up, you did your best to make yourself look more presentable before walking out the door.
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Walking back into the office with your items, you were instructed to complete more class work. You sighed as you took a seat at one of tables nearby.
I'm so tired.
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While laying down on your bed, listening to music as you played a game, you received a message.
[Flower shop]
(Flower shop):
Hello. I only have kali OG kush and cranberry haze on me.
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"Yes!" You celebrated with a small shout. You typed your reply.
[Flower shop]
(You): How much for a half ounce each?
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After discussing the price, you both decided on a place to meet.
[Flower shop]
(Flower shop):
Tomorrow, look for the navy blue car behind the Sakanoshita Market. Then, just hop in with the money.
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Oh fuck, that sounded suspicious as hell. But, fuck it. You pushed through your thoughts and sent a confirmation text back.
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Pulling out your stashed box of money, you counted out the amount you needed and placed it in your wallet for the next day. Looking for your jars, you prepared all your necessities for the next day after your purchase too.
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The next day was now today. And you were so nervous. You were in your last class of the day, and had no idea what you were going to do all afternoon besides think about the meetup.
Giving the clock in the classroom one last look, you tried to busy yourself with things in class.
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