Augusta had up and bolted out of Algebra, most kids on shock, you sat next to a girl named Rain, you didnt mind, but also would've preferred someone who doesn't smell like nicotine. The smell is potent, it's not a good smell either. But you tolerate it to not be rude.

"Rain I'ma need you to stop smoking in class" Mr haddicks said in a firm tone. She rolled her eyes and threw her cigarette away. Augusta had come back and was now sitting next to you. She smelled of pot. The smell is potent but not nearly as bad as the nicotine. You minded your own business because it's better to not get involved in other people's lives.

"hey rain wanna smoke later?" Augusta whispered "hell yeah, I'll bring Troy too" Rain replied excitedly "Augusta, Rain. I appreciate your friendliness with each other but this is algebra class" Mr haddicks once again firmly said as he turned to the board. He was a big guy with short hair and a small mustache