Chp.3
A/N: A lot of cursing in this chapter. So Beware! P.S. Co-written by Tennis_and_Twilight
JPOV
It's only been 1hr. since the principle left only 7 more to go. I looked at the many scares on my arm from where I inserted drug for an automatic high. I didn't just skin pop, Oh no, I also snorted. That's how I got in this crappie fucking place! The bastard of a teacher Mr. James caught me taking a whiff in the boys bathroom. What the crap? The bitchy asshole has a fucking employ bathroom to fuck up! Why the shit would he use the boy's bathroom. But he did. I looked up at Edward whose Sports Illustrated was covering a porno magazine. Then I looked at a guilty looking Isabella Swan. What was he doing here? She was the most Goody-goody two shoes in the school. When she saw me looking at her, she got really scared look on her face, so I turned my head to see the biggest muscle-head in the world. (Emmett) looking at Rosalie Hale who was texting. Someone then looked around after she sent the message. Emmett looked down at his phone. Then he texted someone too. Were they both texting each other, was this a secret love affair? It looked like it by the way he looked at her; it's when my abusive fucking mother (Victoria) goes to parent-teacher meeting with Mr. James. Blah! I had to look away after thinking of that! Then my eyes locked on Alice Brandon, who looked she was having a coffee/sugar high since she just took out a star bucks from her purse. She looked so cute fidgeting like that like a sweet little….Pixie! She was so short it was funny, I mean there is like a couple of feet deference in height between the both of us. She looked so, so innocent, sitting there, I tried to turn my head(since it's rude to stare) but, I just couldn't she was to sweet at this point I forgot about the drugs, my abusive mom, my crappie sister, about even being in detention. For the first time in a long time, I felt hope.