Breakfast Club Chapter 3?

LMAO, it's been two years. Oh wow.

Bella POV

I ended up pulling an all nighter Thursday night. I couldn't fall asleep so Call of Duty was my main priority. I had Jasper wake up extra early so he could pick me up and take me to buy some cigarettes before school.

That's how we ended up on the rooftop of my building, chain smoking and drinking coffee watching the sun rise.

"You know the winter dance is coming up. I'm thinking about asking out one the girls from Rosalie's crew. I heard they think I'm cute." Jasper said with a cheeky grin.

I rolled my eyes and chuckled while taking a drag of my cigarette.

"Every girl thinks you're cute Jasper. You're one of those American boy, football player looking type. Even though you're from Ireland and you hate football." I responded while trying to keep a straight face.

Jasper snorted through his coffee. "Yeah, and you're this weird ass bad girl that bitches seem to love. You know I wish Rosalie and Alice would pay attention to me as much as they pay attention to you." He said matter-of-factly.

I looked out into the city, watching the city buses pass and the joggers taking their morning trails.

"I don't like the attention. Shit I wish they'd leave me alone." I shook my head while taking another drag.

"Everyone wants a piece of blue." He mumbled and I raised my eyebrow at him. He was going through his book bag and he pulled out a small flask.

"I snatched this from my pops, filled it with some vodka. Shots?"

I nodded eagerly while putting down my now empty cup of Starbucks. My cigarette halfway done now.

He handed me the flask and I greedily took a couple chugs, welcoming the after burn and I hissed, handing it back to jasper.

"At least first block wont be so bad today, thanks bruh."

Jasper nodded. "Anytime, it's 6:30 now, we need to catch the 42, takes us right to school."

I agreed and followed him down the fire escape and towards the bus stop.

Breakfast Club

While roaming the hallways before school started Jasper and me met up with our other friends. We sat on the staircase in the middle of the school and I was enjoying the slight buzz the vodka gave me.

The hallways eventually became crowded and most of the student body headed to the cafeteria to eat breakfast. Once the bell rung I sadly dapped up my friends before heading to first period.

I was wearing my favorite Boston varsity jacket that I took from my father. Found it in his old boxes that he tried to throw away.

So anyway just strolling down the hallway about to head to my Algebra class. Which I barely show up for. And then I see Tinker Bell and her friends. Man, just my fucking luck. They're just posted up against the brick wall right by my class. I swear they don't have class with me, so why are they here? I'm not trying to find out.

So I look everywhere but at them and try to enter my class but no Tink stops me.

"Hey Blue." She says, all smiles cutting me off from entering the classroom.

"Hey." I said. Rocking back and forth on my heels. Peeping into the class.

"So, you gonna let me drive you home again today?" She said all hopeful and what not.

"Uhm, it's fine I can take the bus, thank you though." I said while taking my opportunity to exit. I slid past her and walked into the room. Glancing back and noticed how she stared at me as if she was disappointed.

Whatever.

I sat in the back corner as usual and watched the rest of the class file in.

Algebra past by in a blur and I turned in all of my old assignments. Once the bell rang I headed out, blending into the crowd.

I made my way to the third floor, twirling a pen in my hand and trying to remember the words to this one song that I can't even remember the name of. I just have this one part stuck in my head.

I bumped shoulders with a couple of people trying to get through everyone blocking the hallway. Groups of friends were just posted up in huge circles smack in the middle of it, how annoying.

I reached my class, which was Spanish, and sadly Blondie was in this class with me. Once again, I'm in the back. When Rosalie comes in she usually sits in the front but today she came towards the back and sat right in front of me. Why? I have no clue. Even her friends were glancing back during the duration of class, in confusion.

Then she passed me a note, pretty slick actually I didn't even notice until she cleaned her throat obnoxiously.

I opened it up and saw her simply say hey. Wow, what a note worthy conversation starter.

I sighed while writing back, saying hi with a question mark at the end. I folded it up and poked her side with it. We were in the middle of doing a quick worksheet to turn in for a grade. Our teacher was just sitting at her computer all the time so she didn't notice when Rosalie banged her elbow against my desk, making some strangled sound leave her mouth. And then me, I was trying not to let out a loud guffaw.

She snatched the note from me while chuckles were slipping out every now and then. I went back to my work sheet I was almost done with it. I lowkey hated Spanish, but it was something I was picking up.

When she handed me back the note after like five minutes there was basically a whole paragraph written.

Hey ok, so I want to smoke with you. I know it's random but you're the only person I know of that does it so openly, and I have money, and a car, and a house we could smoke it at. If you don't mind?

I was fucking stunned by the note. Me and Dutchess don't get a long very well. It was strange that she was asking me something like that. So I thought about it long and hard all the way up until the bell rung.

She got up packing up her shit and I just threw everything into my bag, messy as usual. I stood up and tapped her arm before she could walk away.

"Let me get your number." I said. I looked to the side, noticing that her friends were waiting for her at the door. I rolled my eyes at them, can't leave without their leader I guess.

She took out her phone while smirking, and I raised my eyebrows at that too. I listed off my number to her and eventually I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.

"Mmkay, I texted you. Let me know okay Blue?" If she keeps this up my eyebrows are going to reach my hairline, she's just surprising the hell out of me.

"Ok yeah. I'll get you some after school you let me know when you want me to come through." I responded. Tryna gain back the confidence.

"Will do." She said while turning around quickly and her resting perfectly on her shoulder, how does she do that?

Breakfast Club

By the end of the day I was extra tired. This is why I barely attend school, it takes so much out of me. I was smoking a cigarette by the equipment garage on the track. Sadly I did have gym but I don't participate, I just show up for attendance and then hideaway. I have a couple of friends in here but since it's football day they were on the field.

I dropped the cigarette down and stepped on it and dug into my bag looking for my sketch pad. I groaned in frustration when I remembered I left it on the coffee table in the living room. Damn, now I was gonna be bored for the last half and hour.

I pulled out my phone and texted my drug dealer, letting her know to meet me out front so I can pick up as soon as school let out.

She hit me back like ten minutes later letting me know she was on her way. I checked the time, peeping that it was 2:45 so it was time for me to leave. Everyone on the field was heading to the locker room anyway.

I got out from my hiding spot, throwing my bag on and jogging to the front.

I lit up another cigarette and watched the security guard just shake his head at me. I shrugged and watched the all black Camaro pull up. Once close to me I got in and my dealer, Maria who was a college student that my oldest brother knew, peeled out of the car pool lot.

She took me towards my house and I gave her a hundred dollars for a Q, she siced me a little bit too. I thanked her and put the tree in my bag while heading up to my apartment.

I ended up taking a nap as soon as I got in. My bag was in my room, which is where it'll stay until Wednesday.

I woke up and I saw that it was already dark out. I smelled food being made in the kitchen. I rolled out of my bed noticing I slept in the same clothes I wore to school.

I quickly changed into some basketball shorts and an old basketball camp t-shirt from forever ago. I walked out and went into the kitchen and saw my mother making a plate of food for herself.

"Hey ma." I said while kissing her cheek looking at what she made. Hot wings and baked potatoes. I silently did a happy dance while whipping up a plate for myself.

"How was school Bella?" She said while also pouring a glass of wine.

"It was good, turned in all of my old work." I said while grabbing a fork out of the drawer.

"That's good sweetie. This weekend your brothers coming back for his little holiday thought I should let you know since we'll actually be heading to DC for your fathers board meeting alright? Make sure you open the door for him."

I took in all the info and kissed her cheek again before heading back to my room to eat in peace.

I saw my phone light up when I entered and picked it up while laying on my bed, carefully putting down my plate.

I was surprised that Blondie texted me so soon.

Were you able to get it? Kind of want to do this soon since it's the weekend. Busy tonight?

Hm, no I'm not busy but I checked my other texts to make sure. Jasper said he wanted to do something so maybe I could take him with me over to Blondie's place.

I texted her back asking her while also texting Jasper asking if he wanted to chill with them. Of course he was overly eager and I just waited for Blondie to hit me back while I was eating.

Breakfast Club

After an hour I was done eating and found myself at the Metro waiting for the train to Rosslyn with Jasper.

"She said she lives close the metro so it shouldn't be that long of a walk."

"Damn doesn't she fucking drive though, couldn't get scooped or nothing?" Jasper complained, and I shrugged.

The train pulled up and we hopped on and started our journey to Rosalie's place.

We got there in about twenty minutes and we tried to get into her building but you needed some type of card to open the door. So we were waiting on her to come down.

Then guess what, Tink comes out of the cut and opens the door for us. Then just walks past us like we don't exist. But why would I care right? But that just rubbed the wrong way.

"Hey Alice." Jasper said. And I just roll my eyes, of course he couldn't resist. She looked back, eyes barely staying on Jasper before they land on me, and she waves slightly.

I looked at her confused, it seemed like only in school was she ever hyper as fuck.

"You ok?" I said before I could stop myself. The fuck is my problem.

"You care?" She said, lifting an eyebrow and tilting her head. "And why're you guys here anyway, I'm sure you don't livehere." She said while looking at Jasper.

And I was completely taken back. She never acts snobby, ever. Interesting.

She huffed after looking back at me and stormed off as soon as Rosalie came around the corner, the two slightly colliding and Alice saying something to her. Rosalie just nodded and yet again I was confused. I never see those two talk in school.

I definitely didn't belong in this part of the city wearing these basketball shorts and a t-shirt. Wearing some regular air max's and my hair just up in a sloppy bun.

This book bag I had held my drugs and cigarettes, and jaspers had all the bottles of liquor he could snatch from his dad.

Rosalie smiled when she saw us, so strange. Then she told us to follow her up to her place.

She lives in the Penthouses all the way at the top. And Damn it was huge soon as we walked in there was a staircase, like damn I thought it was just one floor. I whistled as I took off my shoes and followed her into the living room where her friends were apparently.

Once again I was surprised to see Tink on the balcony obviously arguing with someone on her phone. I looked around at all the faces I see in school and lowkey hate.

Rosalie was just happy to get drugs I guess as she took me by my hand to the kitchen to "set everything up".

Weed doesn't require any "setting up", what the fuck.

Sorry, two whole years? That's crazy, I'm sorry.

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