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Ground and gravel crunched underneath the duo's wheels as they speed down the road. The rushing wind, the chill of the retreating morning on his skin and the noises of the city always awoke something deep inside Butch. An urge to escape, to head towards the sun and seize it the second it went down to rest. He loved his morning rides.
The pretty girl that always accompanied him didn't hurt too much either.
Arriving at the school, Butch holstered his bike and swung down. He waited a moment while he greased his hair back up, before turning around to face his friend, "Yo Pip, what you got up first?" -
Blazing_Fire01 Novice"Band" Pip sighed, the subject she hated most...
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Butch chuckled, "I don't know why you hate band so much. Maybe you'd enjoy it more if you played some modern music, like dubstep or electro. What do you even play, the flute?"
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Blazing_Fire01 Novice"Bass" Pip laughed. She shoved her best friend playfully.
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"Aw yea, that's right. Drop da bass and that." Butch said, doing his best impression of a gang sign while squatting. "I still think you should have gone for one of the cooler instruments, like an electric guitar or a gun. Anyway, there anything you want to say before I head off the classes?"
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Blazing_Fire01 NovicePip laughed harder at his impression. "You're an idiot, but you're my idiot so you can't leave" She shoved him playfully before wandering to the band room.
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Butch readjusted his jacket and turned to leave, before something very important suddenly sprang to mind. "Oh yea, Pip, meet me back here after school, it's super important."
With that done, Butch left to his first class of the evening, mathematics. -
Blazing_Fire01 NoviceBefore entering the band room, Pip took a detour to the unisex bathroom down the Gym Hall. She slipped in un-noticed and locked the door. With a sigh she sat against the door and took something out of her pocket
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The glow of sun reflected off of Butch's phone screen as he wandered past the open windows of the school hallways. He had found a video of a funny snake biting its own tail. Swinging into the classroom, Butch made a note to share it with all his friends in his gang, the Tunnel Snakes. They'd certainly get a laugh from it, being aesthetically related to their identity.
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Pip took another deep breath, looking at the bottle of pills in her hand. 'It's only Bayer Back and Body' She thought to herself, 'The most harm it'd do is either give me kidney failure or put me in a coma. And I'd be happy with either one of those' She kept thinking, she went to open the bottle when a silver glint caught her eye near the toilet. The teen girl put the lid back on the bottle and made sure the door was locked before walking to the toilet and bending down, picking up the razor blade from a pencil sharpener off the ground. The harm she could do to herself with this. She had always thought about self harming but never actually attempted. Butch would know something was up if she was suddenly wearing long sleeves and jeans, whether it almost be winter or not....
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Taking a seat at the back of the class, Butch continued to mess around on his phone, hoping the teacher was too blind to notice. A text from his friend, Wally Mack, told him that his present was nearly ready, much sooner than expected. This made him happy.
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She put the razor blade in the bottle of aspirin. "I have got to get something stronger" She said to herself. She put the pills back in her pocket and started unlocking the door. She didn't get three steps in before she heard her name being called, "Yo, Pip!" whispered someone behind her. Pip slowly turned to see Matthew Turner, Matty is what he preferred, but he was most of the school knew him as "The successful drug dealer"
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Butch was a cool kid. Butch liked thinking he was a cool kid, and having people know he was a cool kid. After all, what was the point of being a cool kid if people didn't know you were a cool kid. That's why he wore the leather jacket and put his feet up on his desk like a total badass. The teacher started roll call, stalling slightly as she came to Butch. Notably, Butch realized that Matthew Turner wasn't in class, but chalked it up to pure coincidence. Matty at least liked to try and put on a good public face.
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Pip thought for a minute, "What do you want, Mat?" She rolled her eyes. Matty blinked, as if surprised that Pip would respond to him. "I heard you want something stronger" He tossed her a bottle for prescription Trazadone. Pip studied his facial features, "What's the cost?" She glared. "No price for a locker neighbor" Matty sent her a wink before walking to class. Pip slid the bottle in her jacket
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The sharp clicking of his switchblade always made Butch happy. It was probably one of the few things he actually owned himself, ignoring his jacket and a tub of hair gel. It had taken him months to scrounge up enough money for it, but it had all been worth it in the end. It made him feel stronger than he was, like all his hard work was actually leading somewhere in life.
Of course, this didn't make his math class any easier, but the clicking of the blade made a nice distraction so he didn't need to notice how hard the work was.
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