Recap:
As I am about to leave Mr. Creepy grasps a form grip on my wrist attempting to stop me I break the touch and flip him off.
I really don't need anyone's pity right now. I storm out of the classroom and head out of school.
The parking lots are basically empty and I just hop in my Nissan and speed off. I don't know where I am going but it sure as heck isn't home.
I need a drink.
Chapter Five:
Wow what kind of person pulls that kind of stunt.
I'm angry.
Okay so wait let me even process what happened. My grip in the steering wheel hardens and the force on the foot thrusts into the pedal increasing my speed.
I'm used to this, so why the hell does it hurt so much now.
The heartburn is unbearable, it's good enough I deal with this every day but now isn't a good time.
There is never a good time.
I just need to drink it away and ignore the pounding ache in my heart.
I drastically pull into a corner and stop my car by a beer shop. I drag out my fake ID that I got last year and hop into the shop.
I hand over the buff looking body guard the ID and silently pray that he doesn't say shit or something to piss me off more.
He didn't notice.
I mean he better notice.
I push the French doors open and glance around looking for the place to sit and vent.
I pick the nearby place at the end of the bar and walk there. I ignore the predator stares I am receiving from various men that look more dangerous than they seem.
I ignore them and sit down at the far end of the corner getting slightly drunk.
Oh who am I kidding a lot drunk.
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It's really late from what I can see or hear. I giggle out loudly at my joke although I am pretty sure I just said crap.
I left the bar a few minutes ago ready to go home. I feel a little shaky but not to worry. Nothing the Amazing magic Wonder woman can't handle!!
Okay maybe a lot shaky.
Ooh like a milk shake. I giggle loudly again.
Now I can go home yayyyyy.
"N...o...w.........."
"I can't r...e...al..ly put my f....ing..er..... on whe...re I par...ked".
I trudge my way to where I.......... Wait what was I saying again. I giggle loudly again.
Now what was I saying.........
Thud!
And that was the last thing I remember it at least I think.

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