[WP] A student is handed a mysterious briefcase while his. What's in it? What is done with the contents? Do people see the briefcase?

Geez Louise do I love the sound of the bell signifying the end of Geography class! The anticipation is killing me. Any longer in there and I may have stabbed myself with a pencil. But, that would stop me from asking my dear Eunice on a date to play video games with me. Today is that day after all. My pimples have gotten better. I don't have a unibrow anymore. And, I am wearing a new shirt with my favourite suspenders. With my killer looks and my surprise package, she will surely not be able to resist.

I can't stop thinking about how perfect she is for me. Everything from her round face, her squared glasses, her pink braces, her black Converses, and her mismatched socks are perfect. I'm going to make her mine and there is nothing that can stop me now!

I better hurry though. If I go to my locker now, I should have time to put on some deodorant and cologne before the big event.

"Psssst, you!" someone hist from around the corner as I rushed to my locker.

Huh? I don't have time for this right now. What does this asshole want?

Wait... could this be?

"What do you want?" I asked as I turned the corner.

Woah. Is this guy..

"You look like the FBI" I mocked.

"No. I am not the FBI. Are you Billy Hickson?" He asked.

"Then why do you look like the FBI? And yes. I am Billy" I responded.

"I'm trying to blend in. I have a package for you. Do you know what's inside this briefcase?"

This must be it. Everything is going swimmingly!

"Is this my Dark Net order?" I questioned.

"Exactly. Do you know the password to this briefcase Billy?" He said.

Come on. This guy doesn't know me? He must be new. I don't have time for this right now.

"Of course! The password is 1337, now give me the briefcase."

"You are correct," said the man while passing me the briefcase. "good luck and thank you for using Special Ops delivery" he said as he was turning to leave.

"You know, next time you want to camo into a high school, consider not looking like one of the Men in Black carrying what looks like a multidimensional briefcase. Are you new or something?" I shouted to him.

He stopped, turned his head, and nodded.

You're right. Forgive me, I am new. I'll work on it" he responded as he continued to leave.

A little earlier than I expected, but that means I have time to rehearse more during Math class.

But, if I'm going to make it to my locker, I better run.

Almost there. I'll stop around the corner. I'm breaking sweat here.

Shit.

"Ow!" a familiar girl screamed.

Shit...

"Eunice..." I could barely get a whisper out. "Let me help you with your books" I muttered.

"Wow that hurt. You were running pretty fatht" she said.

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