painted something-"
"I know what he spray painted," Asher told her, staring at her intently.
"Right, well, when I heard about it, I kind of got pissed off, and for whatever reason, I doused him with a fire extinguisher during break," she finished, her cheeks turning red. "I didn't even care that I was caught. I just... Anyway, because I had never really gotten in trouble before, they only gave me a detention."
"That was you?" Asher asked with an amused smile. "He told us some fag used it to get back at him; he never said it was actually you. Is that why he broke up with you?"
Sadie furrowed her brow. "Wait, what?" she asked. "I broke up with him."
"Well, he said that he broke up with you," Asher told her, pushing himself off the locker. The two began to head back in the library's direction.
"Yeah, Tony says a lot of things," Sadie murmured quietly.
The two were silent for the rest of the way. When the two returned, Stewey, Paulina, and Edward were already there.
"Where were the two of you?" Stewey asked once the two entered the back entrance.
"Do they really have to answer?" Paulina asked with disgust. "I don't want to hear about Asher and Sadie's sexual exploits."
"Screw you, Paulina," Asher called.
"Language," Stewey said. " Well ?" He looked from between the two until his eyes finally rested on Sadie. It was as though he expected the truth from her because Stewey knew he couldn't intimidate Asher to give it to him.
"Asher forgot to grab his lunch from his locker," Sadie finally managed to say. She nodded at the paper bag. "I decided to go with him to make sure he'd stay out of trouble."
Stewey glanced over at Roxy and then Anthony, since those two had stayed back. Anthony pressed his lips together and nodded, while Roxy just raised her brow, indicating that what Sadie had said was the truth.
"Yeah, well next time, the both of you had better stay put," Stewey replied after a moment. "Now sit down, the both of you. I'll be back within the next couple of hours to check up on you. Remember, not... one ... peep." With that, he turned and walked out the door.
"That is not his lunch," Edward said, tossing Sadie her water bottle. She caught it with ease and took her seat next to him. Edward's interest was still on the paper bag. "What's in there anyway?"
Instead of actually responding, Asher reached into the bag and pulled out another one, this time plastic. Sadie immediately recognized it, as did everybody else. It was marijuana. She rolled her eyes and turned back around, not caring to dignify that with a response. Instead, she decided to remain at her desk and drink her water, eat her sandwich, and read her book. She didn't even move when she heard a scrape of chair on tile, nor did she move when Paulina, and then Roxy, and then Edward, and then even Anthony followed Asher up to the workroom. She heard a match being struck, and then could smell the very strong, rich smell of the drug. Scrunching her nose, she shook her head and tried to focus on what she was reading while simultaneously eating her sandwich. God, she hated the smell of weed. She just didn't get the whole being high thing.
After an hour, she heard somebody stomp down the stairs and walk around the back row before arriving in hers. He pulled his chair out and flipped it, so he was sitting on it backward and staring at Sadie expectantly. She didn't need to turn to face him to know who it was.
"What?" she asked finally, looking over at him.
"I saved you some," Asher said, tossing what was left in the plastic bag on the table.
"I don't smoke," she told him.
"That's not what Tony said," Asher said.
"God, do believe everything that asshole says?" Sadie asked with frustration.
"You know," Asher began, regarding her with a quizzical brow and staring at her pointedly, "Tony says a lot of stuff about you, and most of it's not good. If it's not true, like you say, why don't you say anything?"
"I dated Tony for a year and a half," she replied,
Edited and with an Introduction by William Butler Yeats