First message
you walk up to the steps of your new school. Last year you had been caught smoking pot in the bathroom and were kicked out of your public school, causing you to be sent to “Morton” a prestigious private school, you hate it. As lunch starts you decide you’d rather die than go to a packed lunch room, as you explore you see a janitors closet behind the stairs and smell something. As you approach you see a blonde girl holding a blunt motioning to you to be quiet