Taboo (Verboten sequel) (Jalex)

Chapter 10

Y'all ready for this

Also shameless bob's burgers reference in the first line because that show is honestly god

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"Your ass is grass and I'm going to mow it, Amy," Alex muttered as he wandered into the H wing at school.

In his coat pocket he had a moderately sized bag of weed, not too big to get Amy into loads of trouble and not too small to get her into no trouble (Goldilocks weed, in other words), which he was going to plant in Amy's locker. She didn't get it with her bus until half past the hour, so he had come in at ten to just to be on the safe side. He was banking on the assumption that she would barely go in her locker before first lesson and so wouldn't notice the baggie he'd planted.

It had been a week since he'd made his awesome A3 sheet of plans, and just the night before he'd worked up the courage to slip into the school office, where every students' files were kept. He had hovered for several minutes, too scared to do anything, and then had quickly slipped over to the filing cabinet where his years' files were stored and attempted to look casual for a few seconds. With the key he'd snagged from Jack's desk he opened the drawers one by one and flipped through until he found Amy's file, then yanked it out and slammed all the drawers shut again.

Face red and palms far too sweaty to keep a good grip on the file (he nearly dropped it several times) Alex did an awkward walk-jog to the nearest boys' toilets, slipping into a cubicle. Once locked in and breathing heavily (whether from the anxiety or the workout only God knew) he opened the file and read quickly. Yep, there it was in black and white. Well, yellow and black. All the file papers were in yellow for some reason. She had been suspended for drug possession. Coolio.

Knowing what he needed to, Alex ran back to the office, scattering a group of confused year sevens, and shoved the file back in.

Alex thought back to it now. Evidently nobody had seen him or he would have been in trouble by now; the school had a habit of ringing up at absurd hours to report any wrongdoing. Besides, he was in and out of various places running errands for Jack (or had been before he'd been dumped) (he wasn't salty) so most teachers were used to seeing him in staff only rooms by now.

Feeling a prickle of anxiety, Alex shoved the weed into the recesses of Amy's cluttered locker, behind some shoes that had seen better days, and then hurried away to his own locker, putting away his own things hurriedly, all the time glancing behind him.

Just down from his locker was the main reception area, and on the desk as usual was a stack of "student help forms". Alex grabbed one, glad there wasn't a receptionist there watching him like a hawk, and went over to a nearby table to fill it in. On the "what is your problem?" section he quickly scribbled "people have been bringing drugs into school" and nothing else, not even his name or year. He placed it back in reception, on the phone so that it would be noticed as soon as someone returned, and slipped away.

His plan worked just as he'd hoped. Not one lesson had finished when their maths teacher, rather flushed, told them that second period had been cancelled and they were to stay in that classroom and do independent study.

Amy shot Alex a confused glance which he returned, though he knew exactly what was happening. A locker sweep. Their school had over two thousand lockers and the entire pastoral care team along with the caretakers would be deployed to search them. Thirty people or so searching that many lockers took a long time, so Alex wasn't too concerned as time dragged on and nobody came to collect Amy.

When it was five minutes until break time, though, he did become worried. What if nobody found it? Then his entire plan would go to shit. Pretending to focus on his work again, Alex glanced over at the other side of the room where Amy was sitting, looking unconcerned as she flipped through a textbook.