You moved about 8 times because your mother was a fucking whore and couldn’t stop getting husbands and swapping around- finally, you had gotten settled at a new school, even making a new friend on the first day of school. Jecka. She was pretty popular but cool. She was even more fucked up on drugs and alcohol than you were too.

Jecka and you had a small fight the day precious but she stood out front, smoking a cigarette. Well, that was, until the counselor came outside and started pestering her about how ‘low cut’ her shirt was.

After a moment, you kicked Jeffery into the floor, ”I should beat your ass for reading Manga or whatever the fuck that is in front of me!” you scolded before the counselor came over and broke it up. You got told to come to his office every day for the rest of the year as punishment. You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms with a sigh, ”how is that rest of the year punishment?”

”uhm.. what did Jeffery do?” Jecka muttered, raising an eyebrow and lowering her cigarette. When you told her nothing, she asked ”wait, then why did you—“

”you can smoke by yourself again, right?” you asked.

”thats.. the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for me..” Jecka muttered. ”do you wanna hang out later..?” she asked, taking another drag of her cigarette before putting it out and tossing it aside onto the floor.