Laney let out some kind of sigh of relief, as if she was expecting Lucy to want to stay, too afraid to skip school regardless of circumstances. She brushed some auburn, blonde hair from her sunkissed, freckled face, peering at Lucy -- seeing a bit of her in Lucy. It was cute, darling, whatever. So, maybe Laney had a small soft spot for Lucy. Or something else, a crush. Laney was bi-curious, and having already been with James, Lucy's brother -- the thought trailed quickly away, to another distant location in the back of Laney's mind.

"Great, I have some fucking amazing snow," she giggle a bit, almost emotionally dulled and void of even being previously daunted by the the hot, bloody mess. Perhaps, Laney was messed up, did she even have emotional grips that linked her to another human, or had she snorted it all away? The idea didn't matter to her, she wanted to get high, maybe she was just acting silly tough in the current situation, and cocaine was her way of dealing. 

It was like a knee jerk reaction to turn to cocaine. . .

She grabbed Lucy's hand, leading her out one of the back doors of the cafeteria that conveniently lead to the outside, near one of the school parking lots. "Fuck," she mumbled, trying to remember where she parked her car. The sound of a car roaring down the snowy streets could still be heard, her hand clutched Lucy's, feeling a slight tremor, but nothing more, "Fuck," she repeated, turning towards the more innocent, younger version of herself, "We're getting fucked up, I sware to God," she gave some satirical smile. Like, their addiction was some sort of solution to the movie scene mob mess.

Laney took her keys out of her backpack, after fumbling through her books, binders, and folders. "I parked near the soccer fields," she admitted, finally, remembering. "Let's go." She started jogging towards her car, slightly letting loose of Lucy's. It was cold, God, and her breaths were steaming from her mouth like white cotton clouds. Her boots smashed through the cold, salty water of the parking lot, hoping Lucy was following behind her, closely. 

As she reached her car, she pressed the 'unlock button' on her car keys, hearing the click travel with the frosty wind. She quickly unjammed her door open and hopped inside. Laney shoved her keys into the ignition and felt cold air blow into her face, but as the time shortly past, the air conditioning slowly melted into a warm, condensed filter for the cool air circling around the atmosphere outside the car.