Mackys POV
I walked to my music class. Music class is my favorite class. It's was only my favorite class because I got to see Mr. Biersack. He was like my favorite teacher. I think he was actually kind of cute. Oh hi I'm Macky. I walked into the music room and sat down already in the back. Where I took my notebook and began doodling. I didn't realize that I was drawing pictures of razor blades till I finished. Shit. How am I going to hide this. Mr.Biersack is supposed to collect our notebooks.just as I was going to rip the page out Mr.Biersack pulled me out of my thought.
"Okay class come up and hand me your music notebook", He said in his very sexy deep voice. I got up and handed him my notebook. What if he sees my drawing!!!!??!!! The whole rest of the class I just drew. I guess today I was feeling kind of sad. Luckily Music was my last period. Fuck yeah!! Schools over. Just as I was about to walk out the door Mr.Biersack stopped me.
"Macky can I talk to you?", He said.
"Umm sure I guess", I said.
"What is this?", He said and pointed to my razor blade drawing.
"Ummm. I have to go now bye", I said and sped off to my locker. Where I dumped books and grabbed all my things. I quickly headed out the door with my meth in my hand. Yes I smoke meth. Don't judge me. I sat outside on the curb smoking for a couple of minutes when I heard clattering footsteps.
"Macky!! What are you doing?!", a familiar voice called.