Vik's POV

Tobi skips school a lot.

That has become a known fact to me. He's kind of like a rebel; skipping school, smoking, and fighting. He often likes to hang out behind the bleachers, too. What I was unaware of was, that me and Harry would also begin to skip school, start smoking, and probably not get in to fights. Because well, I'm scrawny and Harry- well, he's Harry.

So, when Tobi approached me and Harry like he usually does, ten minutes before form, nothing was unusual. Until he glanced up, and then asked the question lingering on his mind.

"Wanna skip?" He asks.

"We're already here, they wont let us leave yet." I respond, somewhat calmly. Although, my mind is in panic.

"The doors stay open, just push past the teachers patrolling." Tobi says. I think he has this whole thing planned out. Seriously.

"I've never skipped before." I reply, beggining to wonder if its now or never.

"What? Are you scared that your parents will find out?" Harry asks, a genuine question. He seems to be on board with leaving.

I tense, my eyes clouding with tears. "No, of course not. Let's go," I dont think either of them missed that.

As we walk towards the doors, the teachers that are stood by the doors walk over.

"You cant leave."

"Watch us," Tobi says, and he shoves the lady backwards and jogs outside. I feel out of my league, but I have done worse. 

After we make it to Tobi's destination, in a large tree near school, we watch as Tobi climbs up into the tree. 

"What are you waiting for?" He asks, crossing his arms. I start climbing. It's a large tree, with four thick, heavy branches. Tobi is sat on one now, I sit oppsosite him.

"So what are we doing?" Harry asks, once he has climbed the tree.

"Well..." Tobi looks down, to the ground which is about 14 ft beneath us, "We're meeting with my dealer."

"Drug dealer?" Harry asks.

"Well, he gives me my cigs. He deals other drugs however." I nod.

"When?"

"When he comes."

It's boring, waiting. I wish i didn't agree to this. I'm scared.

I don't want to be mixed up in this. Not again.

I run my hand over the rough texture of the tree. And then I realise I'm not holding on anymore. I fall backwards, and a shriek leaves my mouth before i hang suspended in the air, with just my legs gripping on.

I feel my legs begin to slip.

"Guys, help!" I shout. Harry has slid onto my branch and he pulls my legs up, and then Tobi is holding my hand, pulling me up. "That wasn't pleasant. On another note, when is your dealer here?"

"Now."