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❝to being the garbage of society.❞
r.i.p. 2 my youth ✗ the neighbourhood

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rogue ⇢p.p
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I exhaled the toxic fumes from my lungs watching the smoke drift away poetically in the soft wind. I missed the feeling of being high. A large smile across my lips, I looked over to Finn who was laughing along with a few other boys he gets along with well, he held a joint between his fingers.

"I told you it was good stuff." Monty smirked. "I missed these days." He said leaning back in his seat with a wide grin. I glanced over to Finn and saw him exhale the smoke and he saw me watching, giving me a toothy smile, rising the can he had in his other hand towards me. I chuckled and looked away at his stupidness.

"You know Rogue, I haven't seen you smile this much in a long time." Monty pointed out.

"It's been a while." I say looking down at the joint between my fingers, in some sick way, it made me feel at home. Monty's eyes suddenly trailed up to a boy lingering beside me, his intrusive thoughts I had ignored for the past few minutes.

"Oi why don't you fuck off? You rat, get outta here." Monty threatened standing to his feet and scaring boy away. "Monty relax," I say in a calming tone.

"Didn't you hear? What it was thinking about you was horrible." He frowned taking his seat again. "Yeah I did hear it, but I get that a lot. You just gotta ignore it." I answered inhaling toxic smoke into my lungs and exhaling it again.

"How do you just live with that?" He asked, confused. "You get used to it." I shrugged squishing the butt of the smoke into the concrete below me, I sat back into the three seater couch I sat on alone.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and looked at the screen quickly, Peter wanted to facetime, yeah not happening. He would be really mad if he knew what I was doing right now, I shoved my phone back into my nike jacket.

"Peter? Is that his name?" Monty questioned with a smug look on his face. I sighed in annoyance towards myself. "Yeah thats him," I say keeping my straight poker face.

"Why didn't you answer the phone? Doesn't he know you smoke?" Monty teased. "He knows I used to." I say quickly. "So hows Veronica?" I say swiftly changing the subject and leaning foward waiting for a witty answer.

"Oh come on! Don't do me like that," He exclaimed humorously throwing a hand in the air. I chuckled at his reaction and took a swig of the can I kept firmly between my thighs. I had my drink spiked once, because I just left it on the concrete beside the couch not paying much attention to it. And when I got really sick Finn had to take me home and thats the day Tony found out about me drinking and smoking and lets just say he wasn't too happy with me then. So I keep my drinks close to me at all times.

"To being the garbage of society!" Finn yelled over the conversations happening all around us. Everyone raised their drinks along with Finn, roars of cheers echoing through the alley. I raised my drink also followed by Monty.

Finn began to drink down his can, the crowd chanting at him to skull it. I cheered along, a smile pressed to my face. Once he finished the drink he roared like an animal and threw the can away grabbing another from the friends surrounding him. Finn really knew how to get parties started although it was the middle of the day, everyday is party day in the alley.

Finn cheered along with his friends as more youth around me cracked into the drinks and drugs. Some young boys not to far from me were tooting some lines on a monopoly board using the chance cards to gather the white powder.

"He really knows how to get the party going." Monty chuckled. Veronica sat beside him, running her fingers up his chest seductively, he showed no sign of turning her away so I saw this as my opportunity to leave the couches.

I went over to Finn and stood by him, staring at the groups of people around me chanting and yelling. I finished my drink and threw it in a nearby bin.

"Kobe! Great shot," Finn says drunkenly swinging his arm over my shoulder. "How ya doin?" He questions, the smell of alcohol seeping from his breath. "Well I am breathing, so you know, average." I answered.

"What no way! Come on I am gonna make you happy, let's dance!" He shouted putting his can down on a nearby wooden table, he grabbed my hands and began waving them around. He was jumping around our arms in a waving motion as he yelled incoherent words.

"Finn there is no music playing!" I yelled over his own shouting. "What? No way." He frowned. I looked over to his drink and saw it unattended.

"Finn you shouldn't leave your drink like that," I told him and he stopped his 'dancing' and let go of my hands picking up his drink and taking a sip.

"Okay mum," He teased. He gasped at seemingly nothing  and I looked at him with wide eyes. "I gotta pee," He announced shoving his drink in my hands and running away. I turned to the Emerson Twins, the two boys that Finn is good friends with.

"What did you spike his drink with?" I frowned at the two, they both smiled at each other. "Double shots baby," Luke, the twin standing on the left nodded.

"Well at the end of the day I am the one that is going to have to deal with that mess," I say gesturing to Finn. "So just don't give him any escasty I am not going through that again." I told the twins.

"Lighten up, this is your welcome back party. Rogue you used to be fun." Dylan frowned giving me a friendly wack on the shoulder.

"It's not my welcome back party, I am not coming back. This is a one time thing alright?" I firmly told the two. "That's not what Monty said," Luke replied slowly with a wide toothy smile, it was extremely obvious that the two were very high on something making their movements and speech painfully slow.

"Great talkin' to yous." I say sarcastically, but they didn't pick up on the sarcasm and Dylan have me a elongated 'dude' in response. Finn ran back over to me and grabbed his drink from my hands, I quickly took his drink back from him.

"Dude what the hell?" He says annoyed and threw his hands in the air. "Yeah Finn, no more of this drink." I stated throwing it into the nearby bin.

"LeBron James!" He shouted although the bin was literally right next to me this time. "Isn't the saying Kobe?" Dylan slowly asked. Finn gasped. "Thats what I said you fucking idiot." He retorted.

"Okay I am taking you back to mine now," I stated. "What? No," Finn pouted like a baby. "You can watch Alice in Wonderland again," I bargained. Finn loved watching Alice in Wonderland when he was wasted or high, it was his favourite movie and he would never say no to it.

"Oh my god yes," Finn screeched. I looked over to wave goodbye to my brother but he was already on top of Veronica in an intense makeout session and I didn't really want to see anymore of that then what I had too.

I had soon gotten Finn to sit down on my couch with a glass of water and peanut butter toast to watch the movie. I got my phone out and facetimed Peter, he quickly answered, his face appearing on my screen while I leant against the kitchen bench.

Peter was surrounded by shelves of books and I assumed he was in his school library. He had his earphones in and his phone seemed to be leaning against an object, he had a pen in his hand and a work book under his arms.

"Hello there mister Parker," I say grabbing a biscuit from the nearby biscuit container.

"Hi, look, I got a free period," He whispered. "And Ned's asleep," He added moving his phone to where I could see Peter's friend with his head in his arms sleeping on the table.

"Who you talking to?" Finn yells out to me. "Shut up and watch your damn movie." I replied harshly.

"Who was that?" Peter questioned. "Oh it was just Finn, he is really doing my head in. He is so off his face that he was talking to a parking metre for like five minutes while I ran into a shop and got advril." I explained making Peter chuckle slightly.

"Wait it's like 1:40 p.m." He frowned. "Yes I know," I laughed. I began walking with my phone and I sat beside Finn on the couch.

"Oh wow look, it's that guy I've meet before," Finn says pointing towards my phone. "Yeah, Peter." I laughed at Finn.

"Oh my god wasn't he the one you were going to have babies with so you could be my mum?" Finn says with wide eyes.

"Wha-what?" Peter chuckled awkwardly. "Don't mind Finn here he doesn't know what he is saying." I say through gritted teeth as I back handed him on the face.

"Hey!" He yelled. "Eat ya toast." I grunted at the boy getting up from the couch and escaping to my room. I sat my phone on my bay window to Peter had a view of my entire room, I quickly shut the door and came closer to the camera.

"I have to show you something," I stated excitedly. "Uh, okay?" He said reluctantly. "Okay, okay," I say to myself looking around my room, I grabbed a pillow off my bed and placed it on the carpet. Peter frowned at his phone screen, confused as to what I was doing.

"Watch." I stated I sat cross legged beside the pillow and raised my hands over the pillow, green hues escaped my hands travelling down to the pillow and lifting it up, which was something Peter already knew I could do. But I lifted it higher in the air and my hand was steadily aiming, my arm grew stiff and the pillow suddenly exploded. Stuffing flew everywhere making a mess of my room.

"What was that?" Peter asked quickly. "That was me! I did that." I say proudly I moved closer to my phone and Peter was just looking at me with shock in his eyes. I saw soft feathers placed randomly in my hair.

"I can also lift people, in the air." I say. "No way!" Peter replied pulling his phone closer to his face, interested in what had just happened. "I did it to Finn the other-" I was quickly cut off by a loud voice on Peter's end. "Wassup penis Parker!" Peter immediately looked up, I couldn't see what he was looking at.

"Who is that?" I asked but Peter ignored me continuing to look past his phone. "Is it that Flash Thompson kid again?" I say.

"Penis parker!" Flash yelled again. Peter looked back down to me again, I could see sad behind his eyes as he tried to hide it from me.

"Oh no don't worry about him," Peter shook his head slightly. An uncontrollable anger suddenly boiled up inside of me, I didn't know where it came from or how to stop it.

"Hey are you okay?" Peter asked staring at me with caring eyes. My anger towards Flash Thompson became to much and I felt some sort of force admit out of my body. I heard a loud thud from Peter's side of the phone and he immediately looked past the camera again, his eyes ran wide and he quickly took his earphones out and ran out of my sight.

I heard yelling from students and a more prominent shout coming from Flash. I didn't know what I had done at first but I shut my eyes and focused on the area and what was happening in the school library. I saw live images over my eyes, I saw Peter lifting an entire bookself of Flash Thompson in the middle of the school library.

Students stood by and watched as Flash screeched out for help. Once Peter had lifted the bookself of him the librarian rushed over, Flash was barely injuried but he definitely made a scene about it. I opened my eyes once again and stared at my phone. I saw the side of Ned's face looking past Peter's phone.

Maybe I shouldn't have done that to Flash Thompson, or maybe I should have. The asshole really deserved it.