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mature language
drug use
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The first day of school honestly wasn't that bad. Sitting alone at lunch while watching my old friend group talk together and ignore my presence was a little off-putting, but besides that things were good. I was now driving home from school. I parked my car in the driveway, and made my way inside the house.

I missed the comfort of being home

I went into the pantry and grabbed something to snack on. I plopped myself on with couch with a huff of breath. I was the only one home meaning, I could watch anime in the front living room. Usually when I ended up trying to watch anime in the front living room my parents would yell and complain about it, forcing me to go upstairs. Now I finally had all the freedom I wanted. I grabbed the remote and tuned on Jujutsu Kaisen. My enjoyment was short lived when I got a phone call.

It was Jean

For as long as I remembered me and Jean had been friends. After my whole expulsion situation, he started to distance himself. Jean was also part of the old friend group I used to be part of. I hadn't talked to him in months, and I thought there was no changing that. Now here he is calling me.

What the hell could he possibly want ?

With a sigh I paused the TV and answered the phone.

"What?" I sighed.

"Jeez what's with the aggressiveness y/n I was just calling."

"Ya well I find it a bit aggravating that after 7 months you finally wanna call, after completely ignoring me like I was trash left on the side of the road"

"Hey look i'm sorry ok, but can I talk to you for just a minute. Without you yelling at me or making any remarks, please."

God, he was lucky with the words he had chosen.

I was getting angry already just from the fact that he called me, but decided to try to calm myself down. After all he could just be trying to check up on me, or maybe he missed me.

Right ?

"Ya sure I'm sorry for getting angry. Go on with what you were trying to say."

He's lucky I even said sorry. I hardly say that to anyone.

"Look I'm throwing a party this weekend you should come. That's if you want to though, I understand if you don't want to."

Usually I'd just sit home getting high while everyone else is out at parties. I wasn't the party type, never have been. If I wasn't high then there wasn't a likely chance of me going.

"Are you guys gonna be smoking?"

"Ya, um wait you still smoke?"

"Ya, it helps calm me down."

"Oh, but ya we'll be smoking. Does that mean you're gonna come?"

"maybe, I'll think about it. When's the party, and what time?"

"Saturday night at eight."

It was currently Thursday meaning I had a day or two to decide.

"Ok I'll text you and tell you if i'm coming, I'm kinda busy so I'll have to see 'kay ?"

"k."

The line ended.

Why the hell did Jean want me to come to a party now, especially after months of ignoring me ?

I sighed and looked at the time, it was 4, and I had my meeting at 5. I turned the TV off and went upstairs into my room. My parents usually got back around 4 meaning that they should be home at any minute, I was saving myself the bitching and just decided to stay in my room. I sat on my bead and scrolled through TikTok, bored out of my mind. I sat there for about 20 minutes before deciding to smoke. As you can tell I smoke a lot. I hurried up and quickly smoked, just something to pass the time. I then realized that it was time for me to get going to my meeting. I went downstairs to go get my stuff ready to leave. My mom greeted me asking how my day was, and I just replied with a bored monotone telling her that it went good.

I didn't want her to suspect anything.

I left the conversation at that and went to grab my keys and put on my shoes. I walked outside and got into my car. I loved driving, it calmed me. Driving also made me anxious at time though, but at time like this during the warm weather was when I enjoyed it the most.

I parked my car and made my way into the building where the meeting was being held. I went inside with the others, however my usual spot was taken. A boy with his hair tied up in a bun was seated where I usually sat. The idea pissed me off a bit, but I decided to let it go, taking a seat somewhere else. The meeting started, I was one of those people who didn't pay attention very much, often daydreaming about god knows what. I only paid attention when the speaker scolded me for not listening. So I sat there staring off into the space, thinking about how good chicken wings would be at the moment. I felt someone staring at me, harshly staring for that matter. I tried to shake off the feeling thinking the person would stop within the next minute or so, but they didn't.

Now I was getting the creeps.

I looked up to the source. There I found them, those bright green eyes. The ones I hated, the ones I despised.
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A/N:
hey guys i hope you're enjoying the book so far. thank you for reading ! like i said this is my first fanfic so if the grammars bad or anything i'm srry. pic creds: mochigis on pinterest.
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