Obstacles [BOOK 3]

19

Kyrin

My head laid on Janet's shoulder as we all sat in Sarah's SUV. Langston and Phoebe were rolling up as Janet ran her hands up and down my side comforting me. I hadn't said much since we'd gotten in the truck, just cuddled up next to J and stayed silent.

"Okay, so quick fun fact. I told Kel we were about to smoke and she said we have to smoke when she gets out here. Which leads me to this... My girlfriend is a bigger weed head than me." Phoebe broke the silence in the truck. She was sitting on the second row with Ember, a row ahead of Janet and I. We had called dibs on the last row earlier.

Everyone glanced at her as Janet chuckled. "Really?"

"Yeah. We smoked one weekend. I mean like blew our caps back. Next thing I know she was eating an edible asking me if I wanted a piece. So I didn't decline cause it was a bonding experience you know? Y'all we were fucking fried. Just sitting there... stuck. Slept and woke up still high. Took three days to wear off completely."

We all giggled at her story before I muttered. "Not you then met your match."

P nodded contently. "Yeah... I don't know what I'd do without that woman."

"Same here P." Janet agreed as she squeezed me causing me to look up and smile.

"Corn balls." Ember broke the moment causing Sarah and Langston to laugh.

"Do we need to explain the Box Rules?" Langston asked suddenly as he passed back two ash trays. One for each row.

"Yeah. Cause Janet doesn't know them." I replied.

"Alrighty Mrs. Jackson Broussard, rules are simple. Don't lick the blunts. Don't hog the blunts. You got lipgloss on? Rub it off. If that thing a dubee or a roach, let the next person decide if they want you to put it out. Never kill the blunts before it's time for them to die. Oh and the most important one..."

"Don't. Break. The. Box." Everyone said simultaneously except for J.

Janet nodded slowly. "Okay but dubee?"

"It's when the blunts real short. Matter fact, Janet you get an exception. If it's burning your fingers when you smoke it just pass it to the next person. We'll put it out." Phoebe told her.

"Okay."

"We putting them all in rotation, I guess two or three at a time." Langston explained as they showed us the eight blunts they'd rolled. "Counter clockwise rotation."

I sat up and cursed. "Fuck. We should have gotten Janet something to drink."

"I'm going to be thirsty?"

"Hell yes. Thirsty. Eyes burning. Throat burning. May start crying but it's natural. Embrace it." Ember replied.

Langston turned off the air in the truck and looked at Sarah who was in the passenger seat. "You wanna do the music bae?"