It Could Be A Good Excuse
Chapter 1
5:30 am – Alarm goes off
5:32 am – Slam hand on alarm to turn off
5:33 am – Get up from bed
5:36 am – Stretch
5:37 am – Mentally wake up
5:41 am - Silversun Pickups – “Lazy Eye” is playing in the background
5:43 am – Shower
5:57 am – Get dressed
6:00 am – Eat breakfast
6:10 am – Grab jacket and backpack
6:13 am – Grab keys and phone before walking out
6:16 am – Walking
6:37 am – Arriving
6:38 am – I am early
I scanned the area looking for hidden spot to smoke a cigarette before I need to head inside the school. I happened to be extremely early somehow, so I’m looking for a way to kill time before I really need to be in there. ‘I am not staying here anymore than what the law requires me to’ I say to myself, as I started to walk off looking for a secluded place for a cig.
There was no nearby place that I could smoke at so I went to the football stadium, hoping it was empty for me to smoke. It’s still football season so there might be some people out there practicing, but if I’m under the bleachers it would be okay for me to hang there for a bit to smoke before school starts. Once there, I see that the stadium is being used, but the bleachers are empty. That worked out well.
I leaned against the bathrooms, lighting my cigarette and taking a long drag from it, relaxing as the nicotine gets into my system. I stay there smoking for quite some time almost forgetting that school is about to start, but then remembering when I see the jocks run by to get to the building to change into their normal clothes. I shrug and drop my cigarette to the ground, stomping it out before I started to walk off to the building. While walking away, two jocks caught up to me and started to talk to me. I let them because I always want to hear the stupid shit they say. It honestly makes my day how small their brains are.
“What up smoky smokerson.” Jock 1 says, wrapping his gross sweaty arm around my shoulders as a way to greet me.
I roll my eyes before responding to the buffoon.
“What up dumb and dumber.” I say mocking the way the first jock greeted me.
The second jock didn’t like that and pushed me back, while jock 1 did the same.
“What the fuck is your problem.” Jock 2 hissed.
“It was just a joke.” I said raising my hands in surrender.
“It better fucking have been.” Jock 1 said angrily.
I nodded and continued to walk again. I’m not too concerned at them being mad at me. I get them mad a lot, it blows my mind why they still try to talk to me. Usually I’m more discreet on the insults that their pea sized brains don’t comprehend it, but when I make a very blunt insult, they get very pissy. It’s quite entertaining. I continued walking not looking back to see if they decided to follow me or not, and try to talk to me again. I shrugged not seeming bothered to know if they did or not, I really don’t care for them.
As I got closer to the building, I wondered what time it was. It should almost be time to head to first period. Just in case it was, I headed into the school using a side entrance close to my class and got in that way. Before the bell even rung to dismiss us to our first period, I was already in my first period just waiting for it to start. The faster this period can the faster I can ditch to go home. Of course, that is not possible because according to the law, we are required to be in classes for an hour. I find that to be an extreme waste of our time, really. Most of the kids here are soon to be drop outs or will use none of what we learned here in school in life. Some might say I’m an ass for saying that, but come on. Accept the truth every now and then.
I’m for sure in the middle of those two options. Not entirely sure if I want to drop out, but I am entirely sure everything that was suppose to brainwash me here, I’m not going to use in life. I take Pre-Calculus and I can guarantee that once I am out of high school, I’m never going to do that math again. I stop roaming my mind real, quick when I see people entering the class. ‘Finally, this class can start.’ I say to myself as I leaned back in my seat.
The class goes by rather slow for my liking, but hey, it be like that sometimes. The second the bell rung, I was gone. I was already on my way to my locker to hang out for a bit, seeing who I want to annoy before heading to class. That and I need my books for the next class, which are in my locker. Personally, I find it very entertaining how much of an ass I can be to people. I’m really that bored according to some people. That might be true to be fair, but whatever. When arriving at my locker I see a group of people chatting in front of it. I crossed my arms and walked up to them.
I tapped on of their shoulders making them turn around and face me. When they faced me the rest of the group faced me as well. Good I got all of their attention. I kept my arms crossed and cleared my throat before speaking to the 4 morons in front of my locker.
“Can you 4 morons move away from my locker.” I said with slight attitude. I wasn’t really pleased that I had to ask for people to move out of my way to get to my personal belongings.
All four of them looked at me, then looked at my locker. They didn’t like that I called them morons, but hey I wouldn’t need to be calling them morons if they weren’t blocking my locker. After a few seconds of silence one of them finally spoke up.
“Can you ask us to move more politely?” The blonde one from the 4 said.
“Can you not be in the way?” I countered sassily.
“What the hell is your problem?” The scrawny weird legged one of the group said.
“My problem is that I have to ask 4 morons to get out of the way so I can get to my personal belongings.” I hissed.
“Hey, don’t talk to my brother like that.” The guy I tapped to get their attention said angrily.
Nice, I pissed off siblings. That’s always fun.
“I wouldn’t need to if none of you were in my way.” I said to the brother.
The brother pushed me, and got in my face. That’s the third person to have pushed me today. That’s one more than yesterday. I’m really starting to get on peoples nerves now. Exciting.
“Wow, resorting to violence are we now?” I teased.
He pushed me again, but harder this time.
“Is that all that you can do?” I teased once more.
That time I pushed his limits and he swung. I quickly dodged the hit and kicked his leg, knocking him to the ground. He landed with a big thud, making the 3 other morons run to him and check to see if he was okay. The brother stayed on the ground to help make sure he got up while the blonde dude and the dude with a lot of hair, wow, went after me. I dodged their swings and I’m very happy I did. Both morons hit each other instead. That got me to laugh hard. The people nearby who were watching this laughed too, but quickly got quiet when they saw who was approaching. The principal. Well shit, time to run.
I was one of the first ones to run off when they saw the principal, but unlike them when I ran, I ran out of the school building. I wasn’t going to stay and make it easy to get called out by my teacher and have to spend a week in school suspension or getting suspended. I would much rather ditch and wait a few days before going back to be in trouble. To be fair for how much trouble I’ve gotten in this school it shocks the hell out of me that I haven’t been expelled or even been sent to a discipline school.
Right when everyone bolted only 4 were left in the scene. These 4 were caught by the principal and got sent to the office. The 4 boys followed the principle in annoyance, as they were the ones getting in trouble and not the little asshole that started it the fight. The principle sat them down in the office and took one of them at a time for questioning as to why there was a fight and if they were a part of it.
The first boy who went in for questioning was very uneasy. His head was pounding and happened to have a bruise starting to form on his jaw. The principle suspected he was involved with the bruise alone, but that’s too bold to assume. This is high school. You never know why someone has a bruise.
The principle carried on talking to the first boy asking for his name and what exactly happened in the hallway that caused the ruckus. The boy responded saying that he was hanging out with his friends by the lockers when someone approaches them and rudely asked for them to move out of the way. The principle nodded and told the boy to proceed with the story. The boy nods and continues. He continues telling the story and the principle just shakes his head. The principle is very sure of who the kid he is talking about is. In this case it’s not very bold to assume this, just because the kid he assumes he is talking about has done things similar to this before and has a history of causing trouble.
The principle thanked the boy when he finished telling the story and asked for him to send in one of the other boys. The principle sighed and waited for the next boy to enter his office. The story stayed the same as what the first boy said and it’s not very shocking this boy also had a bruise forming. To the principles surprise he’s actually got to agree with this boy for once and say, these 2 are for sure morons. How in the world do you miss someone so badly and smack each other instead? Honestly, how?
The questioning continued, getting through all of them and ending with the brother than fell to floor. Once the questioning finished the principle leaned back in his chair sighing. He thought to himself for a bit before getting up and exiting his office to tell the 4 boys waiting in the main office what’s going to happen to them. The principle cleared his throat to get his attention as he stood there with his arms behind him. The principle once he got the 4 boys’ attention, escorted them back to his office, following them after they all have entered the room. The principle clears his throat once more and goes to sit in his chair.
He leaned in on his desk, elevating his head with both of his knuckles, as he made the 4 boys worried on what he might say before he licked his lips to speak. The words he spoke got the boys groaning in annoyance and shouting at the principle. The principle just sat there, taking in what the upset boys were saying as he waited for his turn to speak once the boys have calmed down. When they stopped talking the principle began to speak and led on that they should not be upset. Suspension is a big thing to be upset about, yes, but they should not be upset if they think its just them 4 who is getting suspended. The other boy will also be suspended. The 4 boys looked at each other, then looked back at the principle. The brother that got knocked to the floor began to speak. He asked when will the other boy get suspended.
The principle sighed at him before responding. The boy he wants to have suspended he guarantees is not on school ground and will not know when he will, so until then, he can’t do anything. The boy who asked the question quietly hums and crosses his arms. The principle just shrugs and tells the boys to go get their stuff and to get off school property immediately before he calls security. The boys roll their eyes, exiting the principles office to go and get their stuff to leave and go home. When they got outside the all decided to go over to brother’s house and hang out till the school day is over, so by then when they go home the parents don’t suspect that they were suspended.
The brothers agree and lead the other 2 to the brother who fell on the ground, car. Once inside they drove off to the brother’s home, having small talk here and there on what to do once they are the house. During the drive, the brother who is driving put on some music to listen to so it’s not quiet in the car when the convos die out. The first song that came up on his shuffle was Silversun Pickups – “Friendly Fires” The brother started to bop his head a bit listening to it, as it’s his favorite song. The others notice and start to jam to song as well.
A few minutes pass by and the brother driving notices someone walking by on the side walk. He squints his eyes to see who it is exactly and suddenly hits his steering wheel once noticing who it is. The loud hit alarmed the others in the car and turned in the direction the brother was looking and got filled with the same rage he did. Its that rude kid. The principle was right, he knew for sure that he wasn’t in the school. The brother said to them that they are going after him. They were all on board and instructed him to park the car in the gas station first and the chase him. When the car was parked, they all jumped out of the car and started to run across the street to get to him. The boy they were about to attack was oblivious to their presence till he turned his head and saw them running towards him. That quickly alerted him and caused him to start running.
‘What the fuck!’ I say to myself as I am running for my life away from these crazy fucks. How the hell did they find me? That really shouldn’t matter right now, what should matter is that I need to speed up because the one I knocked on their ass is catching up to me. ‘Fuck.’ I panted as he almost grabbed me. I started to gasp for more air because I need to speed up, literally if he makes one more attempt to grab me, he will succeed. I hissed and began to pick up my pace just enough to get away from him.
They continued to chase me for the next 7 blocks, till they gave up and couldn’t catch up to me anymore. I continued to run my same pace just in case they recovered in enough time to continue to catch me. I eventually did stop to catch my breath after running for about 2 more blocks, collapsing on the concrete, feeling as my legs couldn’t hold me anymore. I groaned and forced myself to at least sit up and lean against the building that is right next to me.
A good 20 minutes went by with me just sitting there, relaxing. It felt nice to relax after running from 4 guys who are chasing you. How did they find me though? I can actually think about that, since I’m not being chased anymore. I rolled my eyes and stood up slowly. I started to walk home as I thought to myself. The way they found me could just be a coincidence. They were probably out in the area and they saw me and thought it would be a good opportunity to jump me. I mean if I was in the area and saw someone I hated, I’d jump them too. I chuckled at that and hurried up to get home.
I got home and I groan as to who I see sitting on my porch smoking. I really don’t want to talk to this stoner, but he will make me talk to him so why even bother? He noticed me and got up from where he was sitting and ran over to me. He gave me a greeting hug and was careful to not burn me with his cig. He’s accidentally done that before so he is extremely cautious to not do it again. He pulls away and starts to have a conversation with me.
“Hey man what’s up? Why aren’t you in school?” He says, before he took a drag of his cigarette.
“Started a fight, and hauled right away when I saw the principle heading my way.” I say, moving past him to get into my home.
He laughs and follows me inside, but stomps out the cigarette before going inside. How knows very well to not smoke in the house. I might smoke myself, but I don’t do it in the house. If my parents ever came home one day and it smelled like cigarettes in here, I’d be in deep shit. They already know I smoke and don’t care that I do because they know I am not going to stop so they let me smoke, but the only rule is to not smoke in the house.
“So, how’d you start the fight?” My stoner friend asks me as he enters the house.
“These 4 morons were in the way of my locker and they wouldn’t move.” I replied as I went to the kitchen to grab myself a snack, before heading back out into the living room where my friend has already proudly made himself at home. I shake my head and go and sit at the couch he is not lying down on and started to eat some crackers.
“That’s pathetic.” He spit out.
I furrowed and eyebrow and looked at him questioning why he said that.
“That’s pathetic on both of y’alls side.” He says sitting up.
“Start havoc I don’t really care, it’s fun to do, but come on man. I know you’re better than starting stupid fights.” He says.
“I am aware of what I am capable of, but it felt irrelevant to use in the situation. I just wanted to get my shit from my locker and maybe cause small trouble before heading to class, but no. I am instead getting into an argument with 4 guys and making one fall and bust their ass. I probably got big trouble for that, but I’m not going to know that for sure for a few days.” I respond.
“What do you mean you’re not going to know for sure for a few days? Are you skipping school?” He asks.
“Yep.” I respond as I continue to eat my crackers.
My friend sighs and leans back in the couch.
“Good luck with that.” He says.
“I'm good, thanks.” I respond, closing the bag of crackers.
He sits up and gives me a questionable look.
“If I can put up with being chased by those 4 guys for 9 blocks, I think I can skip the next few days of school.” I said.
“Woah, they chased you for that long?” He says with his mouth opened.
“They chased me for 7, but I continued to run a bit more, just in case they recovered quickly and continued to chase me.” I say laying down on the couch.
“Damn.” He said.
I just hummed and closed my eyes.
“Well I am going to head out now, been nice hanging out with you. I know you don’t like me over or even like hanging out with me at times, but it be like that sometimes.” He laughed walking out of the house.
I chuckled and followed him out the door.
“That’s because you’re a bad influence Bert.” I cross my arms, smiling.
He laughs and raises his hands.
“That’s really true.” He responds.
“A druggie and a high school drop out that is an ass to everyone. I’m soon to be like that.” I joked.
“Pfff. Yeah right Frank.” He laughed.
“You aren’t dropping out that’s for one and two you’re only an ass because of me and three you aren’t a druggie so there’s that.” He continued.
I laughed and let him continue rambling.
“And if you’re only 1 out of 3 then I’m not a bad influence on you.” He finally finished.
“I have thought about dropping out so make that 2 out of 3.” I said to him.
“But you have not done it so make that 1 out of kiss my ass.” He said jokingly.
“Alright get off my property.” I laughed.
“Bitch, none of this is yours.” He sassily responded.
I laughed and shrugged at his response.
“Anyways Frank, I need to get going. See you later man.” He says as he starts to walk away.
“See you later Bert.” I say, watching him walk away before going inside my home once again.
12:08 am – Crawl into bed.
12:14 am – Struggle to sleep.
12:17 am – Knock out.
12:31 am – Wake up.
12:42 am – Struggle to go back to sleep.
1:04 am – Listen to music
1:20 am – Knock out.
7:28 am – Wake up.
Notes
Hey guys its Jordan here and im so sorry i have been so inactive!!!! I was bored out of my mind today and reread my fics and i got really inspired to write this one. I dont like how I added Bert and made him and Frank have a relationship, because i want Frank to be bitter all the time but I dont know. I might keep him, but he wont be in it a lot. Also i know i know i need to finish my other fics but i dont know when i will!!! i have said before that i have written all the chapters for "cemetery drive" but little did i know i wrote so many different versions of the next chapter that is suppose to come out and its confusing the hell out of me and "hitmans case", i restarted that series and i will say that one will take the longest mainly because it has a lot of depth and story to it that the updates will take a long time. For "Vacant heart", the last chapter yes is done and his been done since i posted part 1 but i still dont want to upload it because during the time i was still writing that one, someone was copying it and i wasnt going to finish it because of that. I wasnt going to let them take the whole thing so i never finished the whole thing. Im not sure if i will upload the last chapter tbh. Anyways for the last two i wrote "hidden love" and "i constantly thank you" those wont be finished. I did all i can for those and i dont feel like finishing it. I had the next chapter or two for "hidden love" ready for so long but i just dont want to upload them and make yall think im going to finish those. I said in a authors note on one of my fics that i was just going to end them with wedding scenes and i think thats what i am going to do so yeah. Thank you for those who read this long ass note and i really hope you enjoy this fic.
FYI: This chapter is 8 pages look and over 3.6K word and it took me 5 hours. In those 5 hours i non stopped listened to Silversun Pickups, hence as to why they are mentioned twice in it. Also the 4 boys are G,M,R,B Anyways bye bye!!!!!!
-Jordan
