A Very Very Complicated Handbook on Socializing. Vol (1)

I pulled out my phone only to find it dead.
I groan and tap my head against the wall making small clattering noises.
At least I still have my watch.
All the lights are suddenly turned off and a small yelp escapes me.
about five minutes later I hear small pitter pattering on the tile floors.
I try to look outside of the vents but to no avail.
A couple seconds more and I hear giggling.
I turn on the tiny light from my watch and look around my locker for something to defend myself with.
A ruler, some bubble gum and bubble rap.
Damn.
I stay quite as I hear something like a spay paint can.
I lean on the locker door and suddenly it jolts open. I fall on my face getting a bloody nose.
Fack
I look to my left and there's a gang of boys with spray paint.
They look directly at me.
And I do the same.
I quickly scan them over
they all seem to have dyed hair.
One pink another baby blue and three of them green.
except for one that seems to be black haired.
I cant exactly see because the only light that's here is seeping through the windows from the moon.
I come back to my senses and jolt up bubble rap and ruler in hand and run the other way the boys soon after following.
I scream when I get to the end of the hall and I collide with the rigid and jagged stones they never fixed this Damn wall.
I looking behind me and the boys are well on their way towards me.
Think think.
I could climb the wall.
But I after that what?
the boys three feet away from and I jump through the window breaking the glass and closing my eyes I land sofly in a bush.
Well a bush of roses.
I groan and look up at the school yard and there's a car parked on the road not sure if there's anyone in there but holy shit my adrenaline is rushing so I run.
Homes close.
But the ice cream shop is closer.
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Bleeding all over from the rose bushes and unrealistically thin glass I walk into the shop.
"sir would you like me to call 911??" The woman at cash register asks urgently.
"this place is pretty cool. Its open at 2am?"
"sir do you need medical attention? ??" She asks again.
"nah I need a double scoop sherbert cone please."
Her mouth is wide open and she stares at me
"but sir.." "omg lady im giving you some buissines holy crap I want icecream!" I groan out
She stutters and finally scoops the icecream I pay her and walk out.
Damn.













































I forgot to ask for sprinkles

Notes

Hello again!
So I split my knee open while skateboarding and I was bleeding horribly so I got stitched up and yeah.
so I know people dont get the urge to get icecream when they're practically dying and having an adrenaline rush but I do.
when I split my knee open I was on fire I was finally going in the dip at the skatepark and some ding dong left broken beer shards so when I flew up I fell on it and yeah but there was this mexican guy selling ice cream so I bought some before limping home
(no its not racist im just giving you a visual plus im also mexican btw and I was in the ghetto so it wasnt really random that someone was selling icecream and mexucan candies.)
Eh so I hope you have a wonderful day watch out fir beer bottles and eat icecream.