Bring it on [c]

It wasn’t often Heath skipped class. Delinquent or not, he had to keep up an image. Besides it was boarding school. Where else would he go to if not the school grounds? Might as well show up to class and at least get the participation points. Still, something had come up today. Halfway through third period his phone started blowing up, vibrating every couple of seconds in his pocket. He’d let it be waiting until break before slipping away quietly and beginning to read. The blonde moved quickly, taking a roundabout route to his destination, eyes darting from side to side to catch traces of a tail. Maybe it was paranoid to act like this, but he really didn’t want to get caught. All the money he made would be confiscated and there was no way in hell it wouldn’t go into a teacher’s pocket. He had no faith at all that it would be given up to the authorities for their evidence locker, the stingy fucks.

He pulled out his work phone, a dingy little flip phone that still made that satisfying clap when you slammed it to cut someone off. It wasn’t on a service plan, instead running on minutes he bought for it. It was dumb and probably didn’t actually protect him but it made him feel safer. He scrolled through the messages as he reached the parking lot without a hitch only to realize he had ditched class for absolutely no reason. The group chat that had been blowing up wasn’t talking about some kind of emergency. That bitch had shared a bunch of DIY Bondage tutorials. Ugh. The last thing he needed was pictures of naked strangers on his phone. “You must be shitting me.” He muttered quickly using his thumbs to click out an angry response. Just to emphasize his displeasure with using the work group chat, he added an angry emoji and turned off his phone for the day.

He debated wandering back to class. The lecture would probably put him to sleep and while the pavement of the parking lot wasn’t exactly the warm sunny grass he usually liked, but it was better than sitting in a desk that as too small for him. A soft breeze picked up and it carried to him the smell of cigarette smoke. The blonde whipped his head around, panicked for a moment that there was a teacher out here. He didn’t want to explain why exactly he was so far away from class. Especially when his first response would probably be going to the toilet. The figure he saw wasn’t standing but simply laying down on the arm pavement. A good idea, Heath thought briefly before ambling over slightly curious.

He approached slowly not wanting to disturb the stranger speaking only when he stopped and loomed over the senior. The blonde’s eyes scanned over the stranger calmly. “Are you comfortable?” You would think it’d be too bumpy with a variety of rocks ready to cut into one’s back but Nashi seemed to make do. And the fields were so far away… He noted the cigarette between Nashi's lips and continued. "Got extra?"

His presence wasn’t surprising to the other student. Heath was grateful he didn’t at least seem miffed about hanging around. The blonde obeyed, taking a seat next to the senior with ease. “Thanks.” He mumbled as he got comfortable on the gravel, if that was possible. The desks n classes barely did it for him, much less parking lot gravel but he supposed he shouldn’t complain too much in front of a stranger. “I had an important phone call and I didn’t feel like going back to class after...” Heath explained with a sigh. “It’s probably just review though. I can get notes later if I’m really achin’ for a lesson.” The blonde continued with a shrug.

He took the cigarette with hesitation. The junior hadn’t been asking for one really, but he wouldn’t deny a quick smoke. It’d been a while since he’d bothered with a cigarette. Heath didn’t like dipping into his stash. Heath twirled the small stick in between his fingers before holding it out. Borrowing the lighter he flicked it a couple of times before lighting the cigarette and handing back the lighter. He took a drag, exhaling slowly and watching the smoke float by him before turning back to Nashi. “You know, I was really asking if you needed extra. I got some somewhere in my dorm.” Heath stated before taking another drag. After a minute or two of silence he added, “For a price anyway.” A greedy glint in his eyes flashed for a moment before he turned his attention back to the smoke carried off by the wind.

“What about you? Parking lot isn’t the ideal place I’d set up if I were ditching class.” He asked pulling his knees up to his chest a leaning his head on them. There were far more places that were better hidden from sight. If memory served right, you could see the parking lot from the roof.