dream on, my dear.

"promise?"

-Amber's POV-

I was ecstatic when Aspen said I could come over. I was so nervous up until I asked her. I really liked her, I didn't want to fuck anything up. Plus, impressions were always good too.

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School finally ended, and Aspen and I made plans to walk to her house. Together. I was, once again, super nervous. It was awkward at first, as neither of us were talking. I decided to break the silence.

"So, how are you doing in Ms. Elliott's class? If you need tutoring or answers, anything like that, I would be happy to help you!"

"You'd give me the answers?"

"Not that easily—

—You'd have to earn them." I winked at her.

I saw her get flustered and I started blushing a bit too. I looked to the side and I started laughing.

"Thanks, though. Answers or not, I would still appreciate the help."

"Of course." We smiled at each other.

Her smile was so pretty.

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We finally got to her house. She said her mom wouldn't be home so we'd have the house to ourselves.

We walked in, and went straight to her room. Her house was pretty. Small, but modern looking. It had a warm and friendly atmosphere as soon as you walked in. It was pleasant.

Her room felt the same way. It was small. She had books and art supplies scattered everywhere, same with paintings and sculptures. She had posters of horror movies and different bands, mainly from the 80's or 90's, some recent too. She had figurines and collections everywhere. Stuffed animals and action figures. She also had crystals and plants. I loved it here.

She pulled out her school books from her backpack, along with her wallet. She sat down and looked at me.

"Shall we start?"

I laughed and sat down next to her, adjusting myself until i was comfortable. I didn't want to come here to study. I wanted to hang out, but I guess we both forgot after talking about Ms. Elliott's class.

It was still fun either way. She was fun.

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It had been hours since we arrived at the house. We lost track of time, and quickly. I realized what time it was and got up.

"Shit. It's getting late, I really have to go."

Aspen looked up, and stared at me with hurt in her eyes.

"Alright." She sighed. She stood up and walked over to me, looking into my eyes. We stared at each other for a long time. The tension and the passion almost taking over. We both kept leaning in, our faces getting closer to each other. I could hear her breath. The hot hair blew against my face.

All of a sudden, her backpack fell off the bed. It startled us both and we pulled away. We both laughed awkwardly as she walked over to it, and threw it back on her bed, her wallet falling out as well.

I saw something sticking out of the wallet and got curious. I ran over and snatched it.

"Hey!" She panicked and ran over to where I laid.

I opened up the wallet and saw the weed.

"You smoke weed?" I sat up, holding the bag, staring at her.

She stood there.

It felt like an eternity of her just staring at me.

"No, this is my first time buying it."

"Have you bought other drugs before?"

Why was I so mad?

She sighed, stressed and in a state of panic. She crossed her arms and looked down, looking almost shameful. Why was she so scared?

"No.."

"You're lying to me."

"Fine, yes, I have."

"What have you bought?"

"It's none of your business, Amber!" She raised her voice at me.

"We barely know each other, Amber. Stop acting like you fucking care. You aren't my friend and you aren't my girlfriend, so stop acting like it!"

This set me off. I used every ounce of strength in my body to hold back my tears and my anger.

"I'm so sorry, Amber. I didn't mean it." I saw her starting to tear up.

I stood up, walked over to her and held the bag up, waving it in her face.

"What else have you bought?" I asked, firmly.

She looked up, tears in her eyes.

"LSD."

I sighed.

"You're an addict?"

She looked at me in shock, almost afraid. As if she didn't even know it herself.

"No.. I.."

"Promise me that you'll stop."

"What?"

"Promise me."

"Amber.."

"Fucking promise me, Aspen."

I seemed crazy, even I noticed that, but I refuse to let her continue this shit.

She looked at me and a tear fell down her cheek.

I struggled to hold in my own tears, but I needed her to answer me.

"Promise?"