《ADDICTIONS》festival
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"I-umm...Look can we just please talk." Kacchan ignored me and continued working on the project. "Kacchan." He turned to me and looked at me in my eyes. "There's nothing to talk about." I hate the way he looks at me now.
He use to look at me with soft loving eyes. But I fucked it up. All I want to do it get fucking cross faded right now and not deal with anything. I turned away from Kacchan and kept quiet working on the assignment.
Neither of us said another word after that. I got a text on my phone from Kira.
"Wanna ditch?"
"Get me the fuck out of here."
"We'll wait for you at the entrance. I went to your house and got some clothes so no one sees you wearing your uniform."
"K"
I quickly finished my part and got up getting my backpack. "Where are you going Midoriya." I ignored him walking out. I heard him on the phone the only words I could make out it. "Security."
I ran down the halls to the stairs. "Midoriya that's enough!" The campus security chased me down. I ran out and saw Kira in his car. I jumped in and he laughed driving off.
Kira...he's something else. His dad is rich as hell and gives him anything he wants. It's only natural for him to be driving in a Audi R8.
Two other guys were in the back while I was in the passenger. "He's not some criminal right?" "No, niko, Asta this is Midoriya. Can you pass him the backpack." They passed me the bag with my clothes in it. Not caring who's in the car I started changing out of my uniform.
We've been driving for about half an hour. "Kira were the hell are we going." He smirked and looked at me. "You'll see." I leaned my head back. Kira is usually really smart. He doesn't go to u.a but a public school. "Kira...I've been thinking lately, I feel like school isn't really for me. I'm always getting in trouble and have the worst attendance. I've been thinking about dropping out."
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I earned and slap on my head. "What the fuck!?" "Zuzu. Don't drop out. You need to get an education. Whether you get in trouble your still learning at school, whether you have the worst attendance it's better than not showing up at all. Stay in school okay."
"...right." Kira always acts like my older brother when our birthdays are only a couple months away. "Niko. Pass up the bong." He hands Kira the bong but I snatch it away. "Kira. Your driving." He sigh, "I hate driving." He gives me a lighter.
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We ended up hot boxing the car while Kira kept sulking over the fact he couldn't smoke. We needed to roll the windows down. "Are you almost there yet." Niko asked. We all burst out laughing. "Almost."
x-x-x-x
On the way there I kept blacking out. I could only remember certain parts of the car ride there.
When we arrived it looked like this festival. Smoke was all in the air and people were laughing and dancing. There was people hoola hooping, there were people naked, there were food stands, bands. It looked so cool. When I got out the car my vision wasn't the best due to me being high.
I tripped and Kira ended up catching me. "You good?"
Kira let go of me and had us all stand at the door. I felt like I was about to fall over any second. "Okay this is very important. By tomorrow morning we all meet up at this car. We leave no one behind."
We all nodded and went into the crowd. If it's even possible I felt like I was getting second hand high. "Hey kid! Try this shit it's crazy!" I didn't want to deal with shit right now. Considering I'm already high why not get even more high?
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I took the bong and lit the bowl. I blew smoke out and immediately felt it. "Holy shit." I started coughing. "I know right!" He gave me water and I chugged it.
I got up and saw two of everything. I fell on the floor and felt like everything was shaking. Either that's really good weed or it was laced.
I got my balance made my way to the dancing crowd. I felt so free. I danced to the music and ended up meeting eyes with this guy. He was really hot. He walked over to me grabbing my waist.
He grabbed my hand leading me to his car. I might get kidnapped but I just didn't care. Either way I'm getting fucked.
His car could fit six people, he sat down and I on top of him straddling him. Then we made out...
Than that ended up in a shaking car and muffled moans and groans.
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