What: Hiding behind the school...
When: Thursday afternoon after school
Rating: PG-13 for smoking and language depending on who shows up.
Ava was hiding outside of one of the many school buildings. She didn't know which. Probably the cafeteria since there were loading docks and a mess of cigarette butts already there. All of Ava's things were on the ground at her feet and she was slumped against the wall. She pinched the bridge of her nose with one hand and held a half smoked cigarette in the other. Two of those butts on the ground were fresh and her's. It'd been a long fucking time since she'd smoked - she'd given it up after the accident having to be around oxygen a lot for the first six months but...
Well, she'd given in again. To be honest, Ava wasn't dealing very well with Max's death. In fact, she wasn't really dealing at all. She was stuck in a mix of the depression and anger phase. And there was a whole lot of guilt in there too though she couldn't have controlled Max's demise. But he had left her quite a few written things that reminded her of just how much she had fucked up everyone's lives.
So she had given in and started smoking again despite how this would fuck up her brand new basketball career.