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A/N: Developing story totally free handed this one. No particular plot or storyline just, making sh*t up as I go. Enjoy.
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Chapter One: Weed

"You've never smoked from a bong before?" She gaped at me in horror.
"No. I like to keep it simple. Joints and blunts and pipes if necessary." I said uninterestedly nibbling on sandwich. When only silence descended from her general direction I sighed and forced myself to look at her. She was eyeing me in the most suspicious way. "What?" I asked concerned.
"Why not?" She asked raising her eyebrow at me.
"Because I smoke like every century and bongs look like penises." I retorted with a frustrated huff.
I took a large bite of my sandwich and pretended there was meat in it.
She hummed a dismissive response and I smiled, grateful. Truth was I used paraphernalia a lot more than I put off. But as of two months ago I quit because something beautiful and perfect came into my life that I would loose other wise. He was good for me. He possessed the kind of charm you only witnessed in terribly cliché romance movies. He was the yin to my yang. I smiled and grew giddy at the thought of him.
"What the ******** are you so ******** cheesy about?" Lina asked curiously.
"Him." I sighed. She groaned. "Shut up and stop drooling. You'll see him in a few days and you guys can finally f*ck and you can come house and tell me NOTHING about it."
"Oh no no no. We are NOT having sex. Not now anyway." I said staring down at this sad excuse the public educational system called food. I was separating the peas, corn and carrots from my mixed veggies when I heard her say, "Oh s**t, dude. I could seriously go for some serious alone time with cutie 6 o'clock." I turned to see a tall dirty blonde guy with dangerous green eyes and toned body walking alone in the courtyard. He was her type; Skinny jeans, beanie, graphic tee, skate shoes, and a lip piercing. He didn't wear eye liner or nail polish so he was an probably an A- in her book.
"A." She said nodding. "Not quite an A- not good enough to be A+. He's an A." She said matter-of-factly while pulled her compact out of her backpack adjusted her light eye liner and touched up on her foundation. "With those leg muscles and that walk, he must be a skater." She looked at him, her eyes narrowed in concentration. "Yummy." She murmured as she snapped her compact close, got up from our cozy place under the biggest tree in the courtyard adjusted her tits. She crossed it gracefully her short skirt swaying with her hips. I watched from afar as she batted her lashes, "accidentally" let the wind blow up her skirt and bounced her cleavage around for this new exciting dirty blonde skater. Her boobs weren't bad actually. They were really big and really perky and really... bouncy. She did a lot with those tits; Got straight A's, got a boyfriend, got a second boyfriend, got knocked up (with a guy who, coincidently, wasn't either of her boyfriends), got an abortion, got attention, got a reputation, and all in all got whatever the ******** she wanted. She was a succubus, I was sure of it. I yawned, growing bored with watching her easily seduce him. When she returned, he was walking beside her, momentarily peeking at her not-so-modest cleavage. "Zoe! This is Adam. He just moved here from California." She turned to him perking her chest out and smiling. "Adam this is Zoe. She's my partner in crime and b-f-f." I looked at him half smiling and offered him a welcoming, "Sup."
I got a text from him and my smile lit up as I slid my phone open to reply.
"Boyfriend?" he questioned. "Something like that." I offered as I looked up at him. What I saw confused me. He looked almost disappointed. He turned back to Lina who rolled her eyes and clarified, "Some dude she met online a long a** time ago. She met him last summer and has been like ******** her phone with her fingers ever since. They never stop texting." I smiled at the thought of anyone trying to ******** their phone with their fingers. Lina went on ignoring my unoffended response. "So Adam, do you smoke?" I sighed. Please say no... "Yeah. Why?" Her eyes sparkled with happiness as she suggested they skip class to smoke at her house across the street. Please say no... "For sure! I'm down. What are we smoking with?" Lina looked at me, a corrupt smile spreading across her face. "Bong."

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A/N: So yeah these characters are based off of real people but in an alternate situation. Reality is boring. Just btw I do not encourage the use of illegal paraphernalia.