Chapter 6 : dorms and vodka

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"Oh my god I know you!" A pale girl with a black Bob screeched as soon as I walked through the black door to my dorm room .
"Huh " I said furrowing my brows as I walked to the only vacant bed in the room .
Apparently I would be sharing with 2 other girls .
"You're Marilyn Manson's girlfriend who was sent away to boarding school" she babbles.
I grin and spin around .
"What's your name ?"
"Morgan" she replies
"Well Morgan, I'm Ebony and you've gotta help me get outta here"

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Morgan is eccentric . She's smuggled her body weight in Smirnoff vodka and absinthe into school without anyone knowing. She has leafy green eyes, slightly paler than tanned skin and a dyed black bob.
The other girl I'm sharing with is called Electra . She has natural, long brown hair with a shock of bright blue running through it.

We all love the same type of music and they've both agreed to help me get expelled .

"I have an idea" Electra suddenly screeches and jumps up from her bed .
She grabs the biggest bottle of vodka and tips two quarters of it down the sink before passing it to me .
I just look at her confused .

"I tipped some so it looks like you've been properly drinking it " Electra giggles .

"So what do I do?" I ask her
"Easy." Morgan responds "run outside and pretend to be absolutely wasted and you'll get immediately kicked out "At least you'll probably get thrown out" Electra nods .

Grinning, I quickly change into my cut off black denim shorts, ripped slipknot shirt , black combat boot and signature leather jacket . What ?! If I'm gonna get fake drunk with potentially the whole school watching the events unfold, I need to look decent !

"La la la " I screech and laugh pretending to trip over the cobblestones in the school courtyard. I stumble and trip towards the fountain in the centre . I had just perched on the side of the fountain I notice loads of fellow students either looking out of their windows or stood on their balconies observing my fake-drunk performance (which I believe I should get an Oscar for ).

Suddenly, everyone goes away from their windows/runs inside from their balconies at the same time.
"EBONY FUSE" screeches a male voice .
Here we go :)

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