shit. His threats were getting annoying. If he wanted to do something, he just needed to do it.
My math teacher pointed towards the office.
I laughed and walked there. I passed Reese on the way and she gave me a death glare then Garrett came over to her and pushed her towards class. I didn't want her to hear that, but he needed to be put in his place even if I was the asshole who slept with his girlfriend. She was in the wrong too. And I couldn’t stand for someone to talk shit and not do anything.
I walked into the office and smiled at the secretary. "I should start bringing refreshments."
"What now?" She couldn't help but laugh.
I sat down and shrugged. "Somebody pissed me off. I handled it." I didn't do anything but say something to piss off Jackson. It wasn't worthy of being sent to the office over, though. The principal stuck his head out of his office to say something to the secretary. I waved. He closed his eyes and sighed as he motioned for me to come in. I walked in and sat down.
"This time it's really stupid." I explained to him what happened.
He held his head. I’m assuming to cradle a headache. "Just go to class." He shook his head and started dialing a number on his phone.
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After class, I went to the bathroom before next period. Just as I was buttoning my jeans, five guys, including Jackson, tackled me to the ground. Well, this was unfair. Jackson pulled a syringe from his pocket. I cursed as the others held me down. He injected it into a vein in my forearm and sneered.
"Have a nice trip, Havock." They all laughed and hurried out of the bathroom.
I stood up and picked up the syringe they dropped on the way out. Oh shit! I had to somehow leave the school. I knew that bright colored pink liquid from dark days of my past. Meth. I cursed over and over as I ran out of the bathroom. The hall was full of people, but I continued to push my way through them. I felt my pulse speeding up. On a positive note, I knew how to handle myself on the drug. I used to shoot up all the time before school and no one ever knew I was on a thing. But I needed to leave. I couldn't get caught. There was no way anyone would believe that Jackson and his friends did it. I started to laugh and couldn't stop as I made my way down the hall. Jackson was actually really stupid for doing this. All it does is make me more aggressive and feel like I'm fucking superman. His ass was mine.
"Havock?" Reese asked as she saw me pass her. I turned and smiled. Too big. The effects of the drug hit me full force.
"Hey, Princess! My, my, you're sexy as hell," I spoke too loud, but I couldn't help it. I was the king of this fucking school. The bell rang. "Wow, that's loud as hell." I held my hands over my ears.
She looked at me oddly. "Are you okay?" she asked as she moved close.
Jackson . I needed to find him. I looked over my shoulder. I looked back down at Reese. "What? Did you say something?"
She cupped my face. "Are you okay?" She grabbed my hand and pulled me away or tried too.
I laughed and smacked her shoulder. "Of course I am. And yes I'd love to have sex with you. But damn don't be so pushy." I put my finger to her lips when she went to speak. "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Calm down. I know you want me, but I have to find Jackson first." I rested my hand against the wall to try to stop the hall from spinning. It didn’t help.
"No, I think you need to come with me," she said her face was bright red. "You're not thinking right."
"My mind is 100% A-MAZing right now. Watch this." I walked out into the middle of the hall where a few students were lingering to watch. I did a back flip.
"Didn't know I could do that, did ya’? Your boyfriend is fucking awesome, Reese Johnson. Never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever forget that. Ever. Elvis has left the building!" I yelled. My hands shot up in the air as I walked towards class.
Reese