2 years ago
“Mero, Micky!” Gabriel yells as Ren, and I stand by the door of their tech-class with our backpacks, waiting. Bunking last period wasn’t the best decision we were making today with finals approaching soon. We were all accepted into University about a week ago. Since receiving our acceptance letters, Gabriel has not lifted a book to study.
I informed my friend, finals were still a big part of getting in. To say he didn't care, was the understatement of the year.
Then again, I am here with the brooding bunch as always.
“I am done with Matteo f*****g Di Salvo, why couldn’t he stay in England like a good f**k boy?” Gabriel states as he walks out with Mero and Michel joining us.
“Because p*****s don’t know how to stay in one place,” Michel responds, as he slides his han
