When Trinitys junior year ends she makes a promise to herself that her last summer will be different than ever before. When she begins doing stuff out of her comfort zone she runs into situations and people shes never encountered. Join her in making...
Heather smirked and shook my hand to seal the deal. My mind was running with doubt and tons of questions like, "Is this a good idea?" and "Where am I supposed to find marijuana." I had no clue what I was getting myself into but this was a start to an interesting summer.
Everyone, including me walked out of the building and either waited for their rides to get here or drove themselves. I stood by myself leaning on the wall waiting as I watched everyone leave. Heather walked out last with Billy laughing and pushing each other playfully.
"Wait Heather!" I yelled as she walked past me. Heather and Billy both stopped in their tracks staring at me confused. "Where am I supposed to get marijuana?" the words poured out. She laughed and walked up to me, "Figure it out. Maybe go ask that freak Munson." Heather laughed before returning back to Billy as they walked off to his car.
Fuck, Munson? As I waited for my ride I tried to put a face on the last name Munson. He sells drugs? Fuck, what am I getting myself into. Those thoughts played on repeat even on the drive home, I tuned my mom out as she tried asking me about my first day. "Trin, helloooooo? What's going on? Was it a bad first day?," she waved her hand in front of my face snapping me out of my own thoughts. I turned to look at her and smiled slightly, "It was okay mom, sorry. Heather was there." My mom loved Heather despite everything I ever told her. Heather's mom and my mom were pretty good friends, that's how Heather and I met, but we just went our separate ways. She saw Heather as the perfect child which is also another reason I disliked her so much, I knew she wanted me to be just like her. "How is she doing? Was she nice to you? I'll have to call Janet up!" She asked eagerly as she tapped on the steering wheel to the music. I turned to face the window and murmured yes. I didn't feel like getting on the subject of Heather it was just going to ruin my mood when my mom tried defending her.
We arrived home within a few minutes after that conversation. As soon as the car stopped I grabbed my things and headed to my room, shutting the door behind me. I had a plan that needed to get done tonight and that required nobody to get in my way. I searched drawers and drawers looking for my Junior Yearbook, to hopefully find what this "Munsons" first name was.
After nearly destroying my room I found the yearbook. I flipped through the pages fast, searching alphabetical order before finally finding "Eddie Munson." I looked for his picture but it was blank, "hmm no photo?" I mean what kind of drug dealer wants his photo out there, smart tactic. I grabbed the phone book and quickly dialed up the Munson phone number. It rang about four times before being picked up, "Hello?" the voice of an older man spoke. My heart began to race as the realization of this being a bad idea started to hit me. "Goddamn it another prank call?" He said. I quickly spoke while I played this the telephone cord, "Is Eddie Munson there?" A long sigh came from the man before yelling, "EDDIE THE PHONE."
I put down the phone to calm myself down and prepare myself for what I was going to say. To be quite fair I didn't know what I was going to say, how do you do these transactions? The more I waited the more antsy I became.
"Yes?" A voice spoke clearly into the phone.
I grabbed the phone fast and put it up to my ear, "Eddie?"
"Yup, who's this?" He spoke sounding annoyed. I wonder if he got so many calls a day from customers. I looked around the room before deciding how I was going to work this, "I want to buy." Silence occurred for a few seconds before I heard a sigh and a chuckle come from the other line,"2121 Holland Road." I grabbed a paper nearest to me and scribbled down the address before thanking him and hanging up.
"Fuck I need to be fast," I thought to myself as I looked at the time. It was a quarter til seven and I still hadn't left the house. I got up from my bed and leaped over all the mess I had on the floor. I rummaged through my closet trying to find the perfect party attitude but only came up with denim jeans and a black t- shirt. "This will do," I shrugged and put the clothes on. I looked straight at my bedroom window knowing what I was about to do. I grabbed some crumbled up change off my dresser before sliding my window up quietly and climbing out. There was a tree right outside my window so all I had to do was climb it down.
I was making good progress but it was difficult to see in the dark, I tapped my hand over the tree branches to guide me down. Luckily I made it to the base of the tree and just had to jump down to the ground. It wasn't a far jump but it was the most intimidating. "Fuck it, I made it this far," I leaped but fell scraping my right knee painfully. I grabbed my knee in pain wanting to yell but knowing I couldn't without alarming my parents. I looked down to see a hole in my jeans where I feel and blood coming out the cut. I stood up slowly making my way to my sisters bicycle that she uses to go to school. "Sorry Sofie," I pushed the bike to the street before riding off to find Munson's address.
I knew it wouldn't be too difficult to find his address, Hawkins wasn't a big city. Although the quietness of the night did make me uncomfortable. Something about the night-time bothered me and here I was just voluntarily being alone, at night. The trees swayed as I peddled faster, making my heart race.
The more I rode the bike the more run down the streets looked. It seemed as I was reaching a low income neighborhood. A lot more people were out on their yards than I had seen at this time of day, they seemed to be laughing, smoking, and just having a good time. I looked at each trailer to read the address until I found the correct one.
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"2121 Holland Road, this is it." I hit the breaks on the bike and jumped off, leaving it on the grass. I stood at the door and quickly dusted myself and prepared myself. I put my hand to the door and knocked quickly. My anxiety was running through my veins, but I needed to keep my composure. This could either end good or bad.
I stood outside for about a minute or two, I wondered if this was the right place. The longer I waited the more wrong everything felt. I started to pace back and forth before finally deciding this is not worth it. "Fuck this," I stopped pacing and looked back to the bike before picking it up from the floor. Just as I was picking it up I heard from shuffling with the door locks. I looked back to see the door shaking, I wasn't sure to leave or stay but I stayed. The door finally opened up revealing a boy who finally looked familiar to me, "Erm come on in."
