Jenna's Story!
“Hurry up, Roxas, we're going to be late!” Namine shouted through the blond's door, knocking tediously on the hard wood. “School starts in fifteen minutes!”
Roxas groaned, shoving his head under his pillow, dreading the morning sunshine and starting the new day. He had set his alarm for 6 AM, but his unconscious mind must have had other plans, for he didn't wake up on time. His mother must have let Namine in, since she was outside his door, trying to get his lazy ass up.
“Come on! Or I'm going to leave you!” she shouted, becoming impatient. “We still have to pick up Sora and the others!”
Namine happened to be the only one with a car in their small group of friends, and she always made it a habit of picking each of them up for school; Roxas always first. She had a small silver Subaru, but none of them complained about the small space, all thankful they didn't have to walk in the sometimes brutal weather.
Roxas sighed, throwing the covers off of himself, grabbing his school uniform pants from the cluttered floor, slipping them on. He didn't bother to put on a shirt as he opened the door to let the flustered girl in. She gave him a small glare upon his opening of the door, her hand on her hip in an annoyed fashion. She was wearing the small, short plaid skirt, and the tight fitting dress shirt the school ordered for all the females to wear, sporting the school colors; blue and white. They had to wear different colors in contrast to the boys' uniforms, where as their pants were black, and the shirt was a light blue.
“It's about time! Sora has called me, like, five times already, wondering where we are! Hayner and Kairi are already with him!”
“Well why doesn't he just have his new boyfriend pick him up if he's getting his panties in such a bunch?” Roxas grumbled, beginning to dig around for his school uniform shirt and tie.
“Because Riku always goes early, remember? All football players go in at five to weight train. I mean, it's not like we don't hear that enough from Sora,” she said, rolling her eyes, starting to help him look for his clothes. She found the black tie, and tossed it to him, him catching it and throwing it on his bed.
“You should have just left me then. I wouldn't have cared. I wanted to ditch first hour, anyways,” He finally found his shirt, and put it on, grabbing for the tie, putting it around his neck. He went to the bathroom, which connected to his room, and quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth.
“I know, but you really need to stop ditching, Roxas. Your grade in first hour is slipping. And besides, you would have gotten caught. Your mom is still home, moron,” she said, fixing his messed up tie, perfecting it as he finished brushing his teeth.
He spit and rinsed his mouth out. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. It was just going to be this last time, anyways,” He put black socks on, then his sky blue skater shoes, which of course were out of uniform. “Alright, let's go,”
“Aren't you forgetting something?” she asked, a small smile on her face.
“No, what?” he asked, shrugging.
“Your hair is a mess!” she laughed, ruffling his already messy blond hair up some more.
“So what? It's always this way!” he growled, pulling away from her. “Let's go already before Sora has a cow,”
The now reunited group approached Fairview High in the small Subaru, all chatting about their own last evening's events, except for the grumpy Roxas, who sat, pouting in the front seat.
“So Roxas, did you have a long night?” Hayner asked the blond, grabbing his shoulders and shaking him from the back seat. Roxas snorted and shoved the other away, throwing a glare in his direction.
“Wouldn't you like to know?” he scoffed.
“What did you do last night, Roxas? You never returned my phone calls,” Namine commented, glancing at the gloomy boy.
“Yeah, I thought you were coming over last night for the movie! My mom ended up buying it, after all, even though she hates horror films. I tried to call you, too,” Sora said from in between Hayner and Kairi in the back seat.
Roxas sighed, pulling out his red blackberry from his pants pocket. He quickly checked his missed phone calls and noticed that they had indeed called him. Three missed calls from Namine, two from Sora and Kairi, and even one from Hayner.
“Oh. Well...I just fell asleep early...” he lied, quickly focusing his attention on the oncoming view of the school.
Namine raised a brow. “At four in the afternoon?”
He knew she was suspicious, but he knew he couldn't confide in his friends with his new found addiction... They wouldn't understand.
“I was tired, alright? Just drop it. Damn,”
They pulled into the parking lot, and all piled out, walking quickly up to the school.
“Whatever you say, Roxas. We can always watch the movie tonight,” Sora said, shrugging.
Once inside, Namine quickly latched onto Roxas' arm and waved goodbye to their friends as they all went to their separate classes.
“So what were you really doing?” she asked, giving him the look like she knew better than what he said.
“I was...I was just playing a new video game, and I didn't want distractions,”
“Video game, huh?” She was unconvinced.
The two entered the classroom, moving to their respective seats. Namine sat in the front of their English class, where Roxas sat in the back. The two were advanced for their age, so they were put into a Senior English class.
Roxas hated this class most of all, thus his reason for always wanting to ditch. He didn't mind the work they were assigned to do. He just hated the Seniors, considering him and his friends were Sophomores. But most of all, he hated Axel.
Axel was the school football team's running back, and he was cocky as hell. He had a rep like no other, and Roxas never wanted anything to do with him, let alone sit in a seat near the guy!
As if on cue, half the school football team, including Axel, entered the classroom, loud and talkative, as usual. Roxas inwardly groaned at this, and he pretended to be engulfed by his text book, as the guys took their assigned seats around him.
Sephiroth, the quarterback, and probably the most popular guy in school, sat in front of him. Sephiroth was one of the biggest assholes Roxas had ever met. He was smart as hell, and he loved to work out. Roxas wouldn't have been surprised if all he ever did was bench press with an encyclopedia attatched to the bar. Leon and Cloud, two other Fairview heart throbs, each sat on either side of him. Leon was quiet, and Roxas couldn't think of a time when he smiled once. He rarely said anything in class, merely nodding his head in agreement with his friends, or answering a question the teacher had asked. Cloud, who was actually the only one Roxas could stand, was rather quiet, too. He had known him since they were kids, Cloud and Sora being neighbors for nearly twelve years. Though it rarely happened, Cloud was always willing to hang out with Roxas and his group. They had a lot in common, but Cloud was usually busy with football, or some other sport him and his friends were amazing at. Cloud also happened to be the one Namine had a huge crush on. Whenever the spiky-haired blond would be around, she would constantly blush and fidget. Unfortunately for the poor girl, Cloud was completely oblivious.
Riku, Sora's new boyfriend, sat across from him, in front of Leon on his right side. He had known Riku longer then he even knew Cloud, but only because of Sora. Sora's and Riku's families had been long time friends, so they knew each other even longer than Sora knew Roxas. Sora had always had a crush on Riku, but was always too afraid to say anything. The two were actually brought together by accident, when one day Cloud had overheard of Sora's little crush. He happened to know that Riku liked him, too, so he was quick to tell the other about it. Riku then asked Sora on a date, and sparks flew. It was detail Roxas could care less about. As long as Sora was happy, he didn't care who his friend dated. But if Riku hurt his friend, then he'd have to answer to him.
Then there was Axel. The Red haired, green eyed high school punk that practically every girl drooled over, sat right behind him, and he hated it. It was never anything that Axel directly did to Roxas that he hated him so much for, it was just...him. Axel was the rebel of the Seniors; always wearing his school uniform any way he wanted, and usually never showing up on time to classes. Him showing up with his friends was a rarity. He typically wore a spiked bracelet on his left wrist, and a right eyebrow piercing, despite the fact that it was against school policy. The 18 year old even drove a motorcycle to school, always parking sideways so he took up two whole spaces. The wild, senior parties that everyone would talk about every Monday, usually took place at his own apartment, since he had a job and could supposedly support himself. It was everything Roxas had ever wanted. And this guy had it.
“Hey, Roxas, how was your weekend?” Cloud asked, turning to face Roxas.
“Uhh...it was alright,” he murmured, keeping his eyes on the page of the text book in front of him. “How was yours?”
“It was great. We all went to that carnival that's in town. I'm sure Sora told you about it. He went with Riku,” Riku turned, hearing his name. “And then after that we went to Axel's and drank all weekend,”
“Sora drank with you?” Roxas asked, suddenly interested.
“Just on Saturday. He went home Sunday,” Riku butted in. “I didn't let him drink too much. He's such a light weight, anyways, so it wasn't any fun,”
Roxas was surprised. Sora actually drank? He wouldn't even get drunk with him, but instead with this jerk and his friends?
“Tch, I bet you loved that,” Roxas muttered, suddenly angry.
“What do you mean?” Riku asked.
“Sora was probably drunk off his ass, so...I mean, come on, I'm not that stupid,”
“He hardly had anything at all, and I'm not like that,” Riku growled, turning back around.
“Don't worry, nothing happened to Sora. He fell asleep on the bed by nine that night. None of us were even drunk then,” Cloud assured Roxas.
“But no telling what went on behind closed doors,” Axel finally spoke up from behind Roxas, laughing.
“Ass, I was with you the entire time after he fell asleep!” Riku said, defending himself.
“I'm just messing with you, Riku. I know you're not that way. But it's not my fault this kid doesn't believe you,” Axel said, talking about Roxas.
“Yeah, because I've heard stories about what happens at your house,” The blond didn't even turn to Axel.
“Oh yeah? Like what?” Axel was intrigued, and he leaned in a bit closer to Roxas.
“I heard some girl got raped at your house once!”
“Nah, that was all a lie some kid made up because I kicked him out. My parties are exclusive, you know? No short, blond kids,” he laughed, ruffling Roxas' hair.
Roxas whipped around to face Axel, glaring at him. “Why the fuck would I want to go to one of your parties, anyways? There are nothing but egotistical assholes such as yourself that get themselves piss-ass drunk, that play cards, beerpong, and have sex until who knows when in the morning!”
“Exactly. That's why its so much fun...”
Roxas snorted, turning back around in his seat upon hearing the teacher come in. Axel just pissed him off. And at lunch, he was definitely going to have a talk with Sora about Saturday.
Seifer took a puff of the joint once again and passed it to Raijin, who gladly accepted it, smoking some of it as well. They were behind the school building where nobody went but them. They had made a name for themselves by being back there, and threatening anyone who came near their hang out. By far, they were the toughest juniors in the school, proudly showing it by picking on anyone younger than them.
“We just missed the second hour bell, ya know,” Raijin said, who tried to pass the joint to Fujin, who shook her head.
“No,” she stated, and Raijin shrugged, giving it back to Seifer.
“So what? This is better, isn't it?” he asked, taking a long drag, and blowing the smoke out slowly. He ran a hand through his blond hair, leaning up against the wall, sinking to the cold concrete.
Seifer hated going to class. He used to be such a teacher's pet, but that quickly changed once his addiction to weed started. Well, it wasn't necessarily an addiction, but he liked doing it. It eased stress, and it made him forget.
Made him forget about...him. Though, it didn't help that he happened to be in more than one of his classes.
He had a small crush on one of the senior football players, and it drove him mad. Not only had he hated crushing on anyone, but especially a guy. It was an odd fascination. He had hardly said two words to the guy, and in turn, the guy had said nothing to him. Though, some how he managed to form some sort of feelings for this quiet, sexy senior.
This senior happened to be none other than Leon.
“Sorry I'm late. I had to shake some prying busybodies away,” Roxas panted, jogging up to the three. Seifer shrugged, lifting the joint to Roxas, who took it happily and took a drag on it.
“I don't care about your stupid excuses,” Seifer merely stated, sighing. He stood up from the ground, and reached into his pants pocket and brought out a small bag of the green, leafy drug. “Here. This is all I have until Wednesday,” he told the blond, passing him the bag.
“This is it? Damn...” Roxas said, peering into the bag.
Seifer and Roxas had smoked more than two bowls the previous day together. That had answered where Roxas was all Sunday, and it was something he would never admit to his friends. He knew they'd be pissed.
Roxas and Seifer had started hanging out early that school year, meeting in one of their art classes. They used to hate each other, but the drug had brought them together to be friends to a tolerable degree. They both had agreed to only be smoking buddies, and nothing more. Seifer hated Roxas' friends, and he personally could hardly stand Seifer.
“Yeah. The next batch will be a lot more, so don't worry about it. I'll be at your house later tonight to smoke that shit,” he stated, taking the joint back from Roxas.
“I can't tonight. I promised Sora that I'd go to his house to watch a movie...”
“Then ditch him,” Seifer suggested.
“I can't, Seifer. Let's just do it tomorrow. I don't want to go to fourth hour tomorrow,”
Seifer thought about it a moment, thinking about his class for fourth hour the following day. He knew he had Leon in that class...
“I have a test tomorrow in that class. We can do it tomorrow after school. No excuses,” With that said, Seifer dropped the joint on the ground and snuffed it out with his black boot. “See you around,” He walked away, his two lackeys following close behind him, leaving Roxas there.
Roxas glanced down at the weed in his hand once more before stuffing it in his pocket, and walking to his next class.
Roxas groaned, shoving his head under his pillow, dreading the morning sunshine and starting the new day. He had set his alarm for 6 AM, but his unconscious mind must have had other plans, for he didn't wake up on time. His mother must have let Namine in, since she was outside his door, trying to get his lazy ass up.
“Come on! Or I'm going to leave you!” she shouted, becoming impatient. “We still have to pick up Sora and the others!”
Namine happened to be the only one with a car in their small group of friends, and she always made it a habit of picking each of them up for school; Roxas always first. She had a small silver Subaru, but none of them complained about the small space, all thankful they didn't have to walk in the sometimes brutal weather.
Roxas sighed, throwing the covers off of himself, grabbing his school uniform pants from the cluttered floor, slipping them on. He didn't bother to put on a shirt as he opened the door to let the flustered girl in. She gave him a small glare upon his opening of the door, her hand on her hip in an annoyed fashion. She was wearing the small, short plaid skirt, and the tight fitting dress shirt the school ordered for all the females to wear, sporting the school colors; blue and white. They had to wear different colors in contrast to the boys' uniforms, where as their pants were black, and the shirt was a light blue.
“It's about time! Sora has called me, like, five times already, wondering where we are! Hayner and Kairi are already with him!”
“Well why doesn't he just have his new boyfriend pick him up if he's getting his panties in such a bunch?” Roxas grumbled, beginning to dig around for his school uniform shirt and tie.
“Because Riku always goes early, remember? All football players go in at five to weight train. I mean, it's not like we don't hear that enough from Sora,” she said, rolling her eyes, starting to help him look for his clothes. She found the black tie, and tossed it to him, him catching it and throwing it on his bed.
“You should have just left me then. I wouldn't have cared. I wanted to ditch first hour, anyways,” He finally found his shirt, and put it on, grabbing for the tie, putting it around his neck. He went to the bathroom, which connected to his room, and quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth.
“I know, but you really need to stop ditching, Roxas. Your grade in first hour is slipping. And besides, you would have gotten caught. Your mom is still home, moron,” she said, fixing his messed up tie, perfecting it as he finished brushing his teeth.
He spit and rinsed his mouth out. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. It was just going to be this last time, anyways,” He put black socks on, then his sky blue skater shoes, which of course were out of uniform. “Alright, let's go,”
“Aren't you forgetting something?” she asked, a small smile on her face.
“No, what?” he asked, shrugging.
“Your hair is a mess!” she laughed, ruffling his already messy blond hair up some more.
“So what? It's always this way!” he growled, pulling away from her. “Let's go already before Sora has a cow,”
The now reunited group approached Fairview High in the small Subaru, all chatting about their own last evening's events, except for the grumpy Roxas, who sat, pouting in the front seat.
“So Roxas, did you have a long night?” Hayner asked the blond, grabbing his shoulders and shaking him from the back seat. Roxas snorted and shoved the other away, throwing a glare in his direction.
“Wouldn't you like to know?” he scoffed.
“What did you do last night, Roxas? You never returned my phone calls,” Namine commented, glancing at the gloomy boy.
“Yeah, I thought you were coming over last night for the movie! My mom ended up buying it, after all, even though she hates horror films. I tried to call you, too,” Sora said from in between Hayner and Kairi in the back seat.
Roxas sighed, pulling out his red blackberry from his pants pocket. He quickly checked his missed phone calls and noticed that they had indeed called him. Three missed calls from Namine, two from Sora and Kairi, and even one from Hayner.
“Oh. Well...I just fell asleep early...” he lied, quickly focusing his attention on the oncoming view of the school.
Namine raised a brow. “At four in the afternoon?”
He knew she was suspicious, but he knew he couldn't confide in his friends with his new found addiction... They wouldn't understand.
“I was tired, alright? Just drop it. Damn,”
They pulled into the parking lot, and all piled out, walking quickly up to the school.
“Whatever you say, Roxas. We can always watch the movie tonight,” Sora said, shrugging.
Once inside, Namine quickly latched onto Roxas' arm and waved goodbye to their friends as they all went to their separate classes.
“So what were you really doing?” she asked, giving him the look like she knew better than what he said.
“I was...I was just playing a new video game, and I didn't want distractions,”
“Video game, huh?” She was unconvinced.
The two entered the classroom, moving to their respective seats. Namine sat in the front of their English class, where Roxas sat in the back. The two were advanced for their age, so they were put into a Senior English class.
Roxas hated this class most of all, thus his reason for always wanting to ditch. He didn't mind the work they were assigned to do. He just hated the Seniors, considering him and his friends were Sophomores. But most of all, he hated Axel.
Axel was the school football team's running back, and he was cocky as hell. He had a rep like no other, and Roxas never wanted anything to do with him, let alone sit in a seat near the guy!
As if on cue, half the school football team, including Axel, entered the classroom, loud and talkative, as usual. Roxas inwardly groaned at this, and he pretended to be engulfed by his text book, as the guys took their assigned seats around him.
Sephiroth, the quarterback, and probably the most popular guy in school, sat in front of him. Sephiroth was one of the biggest assholes Roxas had ever met. He was smart as hell, and he loved to work out. Roxas wouldn't have been surprised if all he ever did was bench press with an encyclopedia attatched to the bar. Leon and Cloud, two other Fairview heart throbs, each sat on either side of him. Leon was quiet, and Roxas couldn't think of a time when he smiled once. He rarely said anything in class, merely nodding his head in agreement with his friends, or answering a question the teacher had asked. Cloud, who was actually the only one Roxas could stand, was rather quiet, too. He had known him since they were kids, Cloud and Sora being neighbors for nearly twelve years. Though it rarely happened, Cloud was always willing to hang out with Roxas and his group. They had a lot in common, but Cloud was usually busy with football, or some other sport him and his friends were amazing at. Cloud also happened to be the one Namine had a huge crush on. Whenever the spiky-haired blond would be around, she would constantly blush and fidget. Unfortunately for the poor girl, Cloud was completely oblivious.
Riku, Sora's new boyfriend, sat across from him, in front of Leon on his right side. He had known Riku longer then he even knew Cloud, but only because of Sora. Sora's and Riku's families had been long time friends, so they knew each other even longer than Sora knew Roxas. Sora had always had a crush on Riku, but was always too afraid to say anything. The two were actually brought together by accident, when one day Cloud had overheard of Sora's little crush. He happened to know that Riku liked him, too, so he was quick to tell the other about it. Riku then asked Sora on a date, and sparks flew. It was detail Roxas could care less about. As long as Sora was happy, he didn't care who his friend dated. But if Riku hurt his friend, then he'd have to answer to him.
Then there was Axel. The Red haired, green eyed high school punk that practically every girl drooled over, sat right behind him, and he hated it. It was never anything that Axel directly did to Roxas that he hated him so much for, it was just...him. Axel was the rebel of the Seniors; always wearing his school uniform any way he wanted, and usually never showing up on time to classes. Him showing up with his friends was a rarity. He typically wore a spiked bracelet on his left wrist, and a right eyebrow piercing, despite the fact that it was against school policy. The 18 year old even drove a motorcycle to school, always parking sideways so he took up two whole spaces. The wild, senior parties that everyone would talk about every Monday, usually took place at his own apartment, since he had a job and could supposedly support himself. It was everything Roxas had ever wanted. And this guy had it.
“Hey, Roxas, how was your weekend?” Cloud asked, turning to face Roxas.
“Uhh...it was alright,” he murmured, keeping his eyes on the page of the text book in front of him. “How was yours?”
“It was great. We all went to that carnival that's in town. I'm sure Sora told you about it. He went with Riku,” Riku turned, hearing his name. “And then after that we went to Axel's and drank all weekend,”
“Sora drank with you?” Roxas asked, suddenly interested.
“Just on Saturday. He went home Sunday,” Riku butted in. “I didn't let him drink too much. He's such a light weight, anyways, so it wasn't any fun,”
Roxas was surprised. Sora actually drank? He wouldn't even get drunk with him, but instead with this jerk and his friends?
“Tch, I bet you loved that,” Roxas muttered, suddenly angry.
“What do you mean?” Riku asked.
“Sora was probably drunk off his ass, so...I mean, come on, I'm not that stupid,”
“He hardly had anything at all, and I'm not like that,” Riku growled, turning back around.
“Don't worry, nothing happened to Sora. He fell asleep on the bed by nine that night. None of us were even drunk then,” Cloud assured Roxas.
“But no telling what went on behind closed doors,” Axel finally spoke up from behind Roxas, laughing.
“Ass, I was with you the entire time after he fell asleep!” Riku said, defending himself.
“I'm just messing with you, Riku. I know you're not that way. But it's not my fault this kid doesn't believe you,” Axel said, talking about Roxas.
“Yeah, because I've heard stories about what happens at your house,” The blond didn't even turn to Axel.
“Oh yeah? Like what?” Axel was intrigued, and he leaned in a bit closer to Roxas.
“I heard some girl got raped at your house once!”
“Nah, that was all a lie some kid made up because I kicked him out. My parties are exclusive, you know? No short, blond kids,” he laughed, ruffling Roxas' hair.
Roxas whipped around to face Axel, glaring at him. “Why the fuck would I want to go to one of your parties, anyways? There are nothing but egotistical assholes such as yourself that get themselves piss-ass drunk, that play cards, beerpong, and have sex until who knows when in the morning!”
“Exactly. That's why its so much fun...”
Roxas snorted, turning back around in his seat upon hearing the teacher come in. Axel just pissed him off. And at lunch, he was definitely going to have a talk with Sora about Saturday.
Seifer took a puff of the joint once again and passed it to Raijin, who gladly accepted it, smoking some of it as well. They were behind the school building where nobody went but them. They had made a name for themselves by being back there, and threatening anyone who came near their hang out. By far, they were the toughest juniors in the school, proudly showing it by picking on anyone younger than them.
“We just missed the second hour bell, ya know,” Raijin said, who tried to pass the joint to Fujin, who shook her head.
“No,” she stated, and Raijin shrugged, giving it back to Seifer.
“So what? This is better, isn't it?” he asked, taking a long drag, and blowing the smoke out slowly. He ran a hand through his blond hair, leaning up against the wall, sinking to the cold concrete.
Seifer hated going to class. He used to be such a teacher's pet, but that quickly changed once his addiction to weed started. Well, it wasn't necessarily an addiction, but he liked doing it. It eased stress, and it made him forget.
Made him forget about...him. Though, it didn't help that he happened to be in more than one of his classes.
He had a small crush on one of the senior football players, and it drove him mad. Not only had he hated crushing on anyone, but especially a guy. It was an odd fascination. He had hardly said two words to the guy, and in turn, the guy had said nothing to him. Though, some how he managed to form some sort of feelings for this quiet, sexy senior.
This senior happened to be none other than Leon.
“Sorry I'm late. I had to shake some prying busybodies away,” Roxas panted, jogging up to the three. Seifer shrugged, lifting the joint to Roxas, who took it happily and took a drag on it.
“I don't care about your stupid excuses,” Seifer merely stated, sighing. He stood up from the ground, and reached into his pants pocket and brought out a small bag of the green, leafy drug. “Here. This is all I have until Wednesday,” he told the blond, passing him the bag.
“This is it? Damn...” Roxas said, peering into the bag.
Seifer and Roxas had smoked more than two bowls the previous day together. That had answered where Roxas was all Sunday, and it was something he would never admit to his friends. He knew they'd be pissed.
Roxas and Seifer had started hanging out early that school year, meeting in one of their art classes. They used to hate each other, but the drug had brought them together to be friends to a tolerable degree. They both had agreed to only be smoking buddies, and nothing more. Seifer hated Roxas' friends, and he personally could hardly stand Seifer.
“Yeah. The next batch will be a lot more, so don't worry about it. I'll be at your house later tonight to smoke that shit,” he stated, taking the joint back from Roxas.
“I can't tonight. I promised Sora that I'd go to his house to watch a movie...”
“Then ditch him,” Seifer suggested.
“I can't, Seifer. Let's just do it tomorrow. I don't want to go to fourth hour tomorrow,”
Seifer thought about it a moment, thinking about his class for fourth hour the following day. He knew he had Leon in that class...
“I have a test tomorrow in that class. We can do it tomorrow after school. No excuses,” With that said, Seifer dropped the joint on the ground and snuffed it out with his black boot. “See you around,” He walked away, his two lackeys following close behind him, leaving Roxas there.
Roxas glanced down at the weed in his hand once more before stuffing it in his pocket, and walking to his next class.