Bro, Are You Selling?

By Ubayed Ahmed

“Bro, you selling?” He replies “Yeh bro, meet me in the toilets at break I’ll have everything by then, just make sure the teachers don’t find out”, I replied “safe”. The bell rang, I legged it straight to the toilet, Sultan was standing there with his black bag, a sign that he was selling, I knew he had the goods. He jumped up on the toilet seat and removed a tile from the ceiling and there it was, he had the lot. I couldn’t believe how he could afford it, from coke to the thing that everyone craved: starbursts. He said “everything 50p but bottles of coke £1” I straightaway took a packet of skittles and starbursts and a bottle of a coke, he said it was £2 and I walked off. If he was asking the older students they would say give me something or I’ll grass, anyone would give them something because when you get caught you’re in huge trouble because apparently you need a selling license but that doesn’t stop most people. He asked 2 year 7s do you want to buy? But behind him was the strictest teacher in the school Mr Smith. He shouts “oi, you boy” he was an old fashioned teacher, he says “get yourself to my office immediately” Sultan had had his money taken off him, his stash because of the 2 year 7s that had grassed. 10 hours of detention, 5 days in isolation and 500 lines and the risk of being expelled, now that had put me off. I remember being one of the first people to sell. I used to by my stash from the store on Stanhope Street. I only spent £5 and could make a £30 profit but that was a long long time ago. Now, teachers are trying to put a stop on selling but I highly doubt that will ever happen.