9th period. Wow, 40 more minutes of hell. I literally feel like crap, this is ridiculous and stupid. WHY CHARLIE, WHY? Charlie will hopefully see that Tiffany is a total bitch and a motherfucker. It's her choice to be that, not mine.
My drawing was getting good, it was waring everything away. It was a total psychedelic piece of artwork. It wasn't "appropriate" I guess cause it had a marijuana leaf in the center, a magic mushroom, 4/20 "Blaze It," the word psych, and a high smiley face. It was kind of a representation of me. Only because I have another secret to tell the team...I've developed a marijuana addiction.
My friends aren't what would one say "good." Honestly I don't care what other people think of them. They are the ones that I can call family.
My friend Scarlett, was the one who got me started on marijuana. Then, my friend Kyle tried to get me to drink, but I didn't like it. I have anxiety and marijuana keeps me calm and relaxed.
Since I left the team in Minnesota, I got fucked up, not the dirty work. I changed completely, hobbies, looks, but not my personality. Well maybe just a little, because I thought I would never do drugs.
"Mia," I heard.
"Yeah what?" I replied snapping my head in the direction of the voice.
"What are doing?" I saw that it was Luis.
"Nothing," I quickly replied.
"C'mon Mia I know your lying!" Luis said.
"Ugh fine!" I said with annoyance.
I handed Luis my drawing book, hoping he wouldn't find out about my addiction.
"Thanks," Luis replied.
I scanned the room to see Dean starring at me. I immediately rolled my eyes and laughed to myself. Then, I caught my friend Lacey starring at Dwayne. I awed to myself. That's so cute!
"What's up with the weed?" Luis asked.
"It's a psychedelic theme Luis," I replied.
"But still?" Luis said confused.
"I really don't know honestly," I said.
All of the sudden the bell for the end of the day rang! FREEDOM!
I went out to my locker after being dismissed. I was excited because I was hanging out with Lacey this afternoon instead of going home! I finished getting my stuff, got my phone out, put my headphones, and started listening to music.
Song: VooDoo Doll by 5SOS
"Tell me where you're hiding your voodoo doll 'cause I can't control myself," I sang to myself.
"You are a good singer," I voice said.
I turned around to see it was, of course Charlie...
