Head back to class

You head to class, entering another endless round of shit. After experiencing another endless shitty experience of crappy classes, you find yourself sitting in a dull class next to Lukas, wishing for death.

"I want to die," you say, as the teacher leaves with the end of class bell. "What's now?"

"Uh... dunno. We're in this class next anyway," Lukas shrugs.

You see one of the girls, a blond head in a beret, stand up and quickly beginning to head out of the room.

"Where are you going, Angie?" Lukas asks.

"Qwaft in the bathroom," she answers. "You wanna come?"

"Fuck that, I'm failing next class."

"You said you don't know what next class is," you point out.

"I'm failing most classes," Lukas shrugs. "Hey Angie, this fucker keeps complaining, mind taking him?"

"Course," Angie smiles. "If he wants."

"So, Jack, are you going to be responsible and attend class or are you going to get high with some girl?" Lukas grins.