Illegal Chews

Slinking about the halls of your school, your hands jammed in the too-small pockets of your skinny jeans, gripping that mini packet of Berry Bamboo Blast you just so happened to but at the convenience store yesterday.

You check your surroundings constantly, feeling as if being spied on.

Being paranoid is normal, I guess.

Especially when the teachers are always watching like Mama Hawks.

For some odd reason, you always have that icy splintering feeling in your stomach, the one that pokes and prods within your mind, as if when you’re caught, you’ll be thrown into prison.

Though I have no clue why anyone wouldn’t feel that way.

To get away with chewing gum in school, is to have committed the perfect crime.





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