Tabs

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika walked up the corridor from her maths classroom, her main intention being to get lunch. Her plans were ruined though, as when she entered the dining hall there wasn't a seat in sight, and there was no way she would pull up a chair to a class full of first years talking about that cute boy in english. Instead she turned on her heel and headed to the doors leading to the gardens. She groaned and she noticed that rain had starting pouring from the sky.
"Stupid winter..." She muttered. Tamika was now stuck with her last resort, the assembly hall.
In the past few months she had skipped many a class to just sit on the stage, doing whatever. Deciding afternoon classes would just annoy her further, Tamika entered the assembly hall via stage to set up a little camp for the next couple of hours. Sitting on the usual spot at the edge by the left side, Tamika lifted out her cigarettes and a book.
After about half an hour the bell signalling the end of lunch rang and she got ready to jump into life in case there was anything happening next period in the hall. Luckily for Tamika, it wasn't, although the door did open. Blowing a stream of smoke into the air she looked over. A blonde girl was heading in the general direction of the stage. Unsure of whether or not her presence had been noticed, Tamika settled back against the wall, puffing away on her cigarette and reading her book, until she heard light footsteps coming up the steps to the stage. She looked at the girl once again, "Same idea or are you a senior intending to get me in trouble?" Tamika smiled.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika looked over the rim of her glasses as the girl sat down beside her then gave one of those awkward smiles people usually give when in the company of new people. Just as she finished her cigarette the girl asked her softly, "Tabs?"
She stubbed out the finished cigarette on the bottom of her boot then placed the butt in her empty coke tin. Then taking two out of her packet she lit them and handed one to blondie.
"Here for the afternoon or just a quick smoke then think of an excuse for lateness?"

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika raised an eyebrow at Sophie, subtly checking her pupils for some sign of drug use. "Well, I got a large cig supply, so feel free to help yourself. I'm Tamika," she smiled. Realising not much more reading would get done she put the bookmark back in it's place near chapter 13, and then slid the book back into her bag. "What're you missing?"

[Tamika Dombrovski]

"English lit., business studies and religious studies. Only one I'm half guilty for skipping is business studies. I'll never adapt to those forced subjects," Tamika forced a little laugh, inhaling more of her cigarette and exhaling out through her nose.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

"Still have to have our compulsory education," Tamika rolled her eyes as she said this. "To be honest, I'm not that fond of my classes for the gifts. I had a class this morning about how to send spirits over and it was the best cure for insomnia I've ever come across," she laughed, "So what gifts do you have?"

[Tamika Dombrovski]

"Mother tongue, eh? Can you speak loads of languages or something?" Tamika asked, intrigued by it. "And I have fire, the Shining and I'm a psychic medium," she replied, taking a swig from her water bottle.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika frowned at Sophie's question. "No, sorry. My boyfriend took my ID when I went a bit... Well, I had a drink and did some stupid things..." She sighed, looking down at the little white scars that littered her wrists.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika laughed, "He doesn't know about me smoking, surprisingly. And I don't smash glasses when I smoke." She let out a breath of smoke that had been held since the beginning of the sentence, "So are you a big drinker or just occasional?"

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika pulled her legs up to her chest. She winced as she remembered how tight she had sewn them and that was too much movement. She looked over at Sophie as she asked about Brad. Smirking, she lit another cigarette. "You've noticed the epidemic too? Yeah, Brad is. He's over nice and too protective. Saying that about him makes me wonder why I'm with him. I mean, my friend Josh, he came over to live here and there's always been a kinda... Spark between us, y'know? I've never went for him though, and there's just something about Brad that attracts me..." Tamika looked down at her shoes, knocking ash into her can. She took another draw and looked up at Sophie again, "Sorry, tend to turn stuff into a story sometimes..."

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika sighed and looked straight ahead, assuming Sophie didn't mind her carrying on giving her thoughts a voice.
"A couple of months ago I thought I really did like him, but it's just like I've learnt what he's really like. I mean, that time I said about when I got too drunk. I smashed a glass by accident out of frustration, but because I was on my own no one would believe me that I didn't try to kill myself. Honestly, people..."
She mentally slapped herself as she realised her story was becoming a rant.
"So what about you? Did you not go to the formal with Lee or something?" Tamika asked, turning the subject from her failing love life.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

"Good on you, just friends is a better way to be," Tamika nodded, "And it would be odd if you had've seen me. I didn't go, didn't really want to be around loads of people. Had a lot of art to get done too."

[Tamika Dombrovski]

"I mainly do sketching and painting. Although occasionally I'll push the boat out and do something in clay. Do you do anything yourself or are you just an admirer?"

[Tamika Dombrovski]

Tamika smiled as Sophie did her twirls.
"That's so rad! How long have you been a dancer?" She asked.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

"Cool. I can do most dances from the 60's, favorite is the Monster Mash. I've been known to burst into a rave or two given the right tunes as well," Tamika laughed.

[Tamika Dombrovski]

"I know, the music is utterly awful but it's good to get your groove on to!" Tamika cringed when she realised just what she had said. "I can't believe I said get your groove on..."