I think I'm high but I've never done drugs

At the Gas Station With My Last 20

You're best friend pulls up at the front of a Kwik Trip just as Niki Minaj's verse ends in Motorsport.

Never would you be out in public

Dressed as you were

In a place like this

If he didn't drag you out of your room once a week.

You reluctantly get out of the Jeep. You always hated when the car stopped, because  a car ride gives you the illusion you're going somewhere, but you never make it to your destination.

I just wanted to keep going I just wanted to keep going I just wanted to keep going I just wanted to keep going. Nikki Minaj is so hot.

You walk into the store. Ready to buy red capped milk. Or blue cap milk. But never purple cap milk. Only sometimes. You never knew the difference, because you refused to drink milk, and to read.

Which one would mom want me to buy?
Which one would mom want me to buy?
Which one would mom want me to buy?
Which one would mom want me to buy?

You're laughing and talking and talking and laughing and walking and everyone's watching you both as you go into the wrong aisle because you're so distracted with each others presence that it never occured to you...

...that as long as he's with you, you could not give a fuck about what they think.

In fact you encouraged them to stare.

You grabbed the milk and 20 oz red bull and a 24 oz Monster Energy. Red Bull for step dad, Monster for mom so they wouldn't be mad at you for not being home.

You felt guilty for leaving your younger sister behind to take care of your 3 other half siblings, but you're broke and cheap and didn't get her anything. And you regret it.

Everyone can see you're goosebumps under your green shorts
It's always so cold in here.

You walk up to the cash register

The cashier is blond maybe just recently graduated, your age.

He eyes you and your friend, cautiously.
He absorbed you with his eyes.

Why am I being perceived.

His eyes should be glazed over.

Why are they taking me in.

You're just another customer.
Just another customer
Just another

"12.67"
He takes the 20 out of my brown hands
"Outta twenty..."

He hands you your change but the timing isn't right and he hesitates on how to give it back to you

Cash on the hand, change on top?

"Thank you" you say.

"Thank you" he gives you the same cautious, awkward look.

You walk out feeling gross.

Your best friend is cringing with you.

"Ew."