Nick POV
It was Friday afternoon. Three days after I got sent to the office. I was searching for Miley, knowing she would most likley be with Joe. Some people who didn't understand our relationship asked if it botherd me. I always answered simply, no, but seeing the love of my life laaughing with another guy. It was a little gut wrenching. We were always truthful to eachother though. Miley had the worst conscious, if she had to lie about the stupidest thing or die. She would probably die.
I then caught a glimpse of Joe. Of course my hypothesis was correct. They were having one of there slapping fests, Joe never really slapped her just gently tapped her.
"Guess who" I covered her eyes while whispering in her ears. As if her smile wasn't enourmous enough it stretched bigger.
"Oh I don't know, Zac Efron?" Miley replied jokenly with me.
"Nope" I smiled reaching out to tickle her. "Guess again." I didn't wait for her to respond and tickled her frantically.
"Oh I swear Nicky!" Miley used her serious voice. "I'll murder you like that guy...from that movie!" She pointed her slim finger at my chest. She was a fighter thats sure, her mom developed cancer when she was 11 just 3 years ago she recoverd. She helped her mom through it all.
I chuckled "You don't even know the name of the movie, how are you going to murder me like him?" I asked her teasingly.
"Shutup!" she shouted. Then I grabbed her around her wasit and pulled her closer in distance. We just stood there for a second in silence, staring eachother down. She really was amazing.
"Yuck!" I heard Joe hoot with laughter. Miley just shot him a look and leaned in to kiss me. Though I loved kissing MIley, I wasn't a real PDA fan. So the kiss lasted shortly. We pulled away both smiling ear to ear, then I grabbed her albino smooth hand. Miley had long brown curly locks, with ocean blue eyes. She was tall, but not taller than me, and she was slender with complementing curves. She wasn't the most popoular girl in the school. Most guys found her annoying and controlling, and all the girls were jelous of her beauty.
I stoped in my tracks for a second smelling a faint line of weed. I knew I needed to make a quick decision, if I wanted to smoke I needed to leave before Miley got suspicious.
"baby" I stopped Miley. Her and Joe turned around looking confused.
"Yeah Nicky?" Miley asked, I could see she already looked suspicious, but the drugs were to appealing.
"My stomach hurts" I lied pouting, "I think I'm going to go to the nurse" I clutched my stomach. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Joe sneer. He wasn't gullible like Miley, he knew, thats part of the reason he hates me. Because he knows.
"Okay" She said her smile fading a bit.
"Hey" I said while stroking her face. "I'll be back 8th hour!" I reassured her. She looked in to my chocolate brown eyes, and I looked into her ocean blue.
"Love you Nicky", she said while smiling.
"Love you to Miley" I smiled back. I let her go because Joe was starting to look impatient. He always looked uncomfortable when me and Miley had our moments. Miley never let him leave though. He was her brother.
I turned the corner walking quickly afraid I would get there to late and the joint would be gone. I walked outside and there they were on the side of the building. 'Luckily' it was still there. There were three guys and one girl. One of the guys looked older than 18, probably in his twenties. The other 3 looked about my age if not younger, but I couldn't recongnize any of there faces. Here you don't just come out and ask for it, you have to make them give it to you.
"You got some weed?" I asked in a deep huskey voice. The oldest one, who looked in his twenties looked my way.
"Whos asking" he said. He took a few strides toward be. He had long blonde curly hair, and over towerd me by a few inches. I showed no fear, if you acted weak they assumed you were weak. So I looked him straight in the eyes.
"I'm freaking asking!" I screamed in his face. He looked a bit taken a back and recoiled.
"You want some?" He replied. I usaully didn't take weed from strangers. Latley though I was desperate, alot of the kids I used to get it from grew out of the habit. Or moved on to 'better' things.
"Why do you think I'm here!" I said in a tone that made him feel insecure. He threw me some and I joined into there group. I ended up not going back to class. First of all I was way to high. Second if Miley saw me, Im not sure what I would do. So I ditched and took off on my skateboards. Breaking my promise, wow I was such a doushe.