My next class was literature and I really wasn't feeling it. I wandered around the school until I found a door that led outside. I smirked and walked round the back of the school, leaning back against the wall and reaching into my jacket pockets that I had luckily left my cigarettes in.
I took one out of the packet and slipped it into the back of my jeans. I then grabbed my lighter and lit the cigarette, sighing in content.
I was alone for a while, but then I footsteps and I looked to the side as the silver haired guy and Asian guy walked round the corner. There eyes landed on me and they seemed surprised to see me.
"First day and you're already skipping," the silver haired guy called and they walked up to me. "Are you going to walk off if we talk to you?"
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