I dialed Alex's number.
"Heyy have you finished that list yet?" She asked.
"You gave it to me this morning, what the fuck do you think?"
"Oh come on, don't be such a prude"
"Fuck you, and I need something"
"Make up your mind, do you hate me? Or do you love me?"
"Neither, I need drugs"
"Nope, I'm not helping you in any of it"
"You expect me to go out and find someone who sells drugs? How the hell will I do that!"
"I know someone"
"I thought you couldn't help me"
"I can't"
"Bye"
I hung up. How do I find a drug dealer? I decided the best place would probably be at the local club. So I left and drove over. When I stepped out of the car I remembered I definitely wasn't dressed for the occasion. I walked inside anyways. I sat down at the bar. "21 and over missy" a burly bartender said. "How do you know I'm not over 21?" I replied. "Listen kid I could call the cops on you or you could turn around and leave" he said roughly. "Woah somebody's had a bad day" I said as I walked away. I wasn't leaving just yet I had to finish-or at least start the list. I was walking towards the back when a hand grabbed my arm, startled I turn around. There stood a gorgeous Asian-ish boy with a blonde streak. "Going somewhere?" He asked in a fucking hot Australian accent. "Um I'm sorry, do I know you?" I asked, sounding rougher than I meant to. He smirked, leaned in and said, "You will after tonight". I was about to push him away when I remember that fucking a guy was on my list, but only if he was in a band. "You don't happen to be in a band do you?" I asked sounding like a total idiot. He smiled "Actually I am, recognize me?". "no but I only fuck guys in bands" I replied, truth was I didn't fuck guys at all, or not yet at least. He raised his eyebrows, "Who said we're having sex?". I playfully said "only time will tell". He smiled and pulled me onto the dance floor. We danced and danced until a guy came up and started talking to him. When the guy walked away he turned towards me "Hey- what's your name? I never caught it" he asked.I quickly thought of a fake name "Olivia" I said. "Calum" he replied "Come on" he grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the back. Where I was greeted with a strong smell of something like skunk spray maybe. A guy passed Calum something that looked like a cigarette but the smoke was so much more white, he took a long drag and exhaled slowly. He turned and offered it to me, he realized the confused look on my face and leaned in a whisper "Weed" I nodded and took and hit but immediately started coughing. Good move Isabella, good move. Everyone around me started to laugh, i smiled "It's been a long time" apparently this was the right thing to say because they all thought it was hilarious. we all talked a bit and even though they made as much sense as Dali's paintings did they were pretty nice. I suddenly remembered that I was 17 and had a curfew and reached for my phone "12:18 PM". Just as I was about to put it away Calum grabbed it and did something, he smiled and handed it back. I saw that he had texted himself, Classic move. "Bye babe" he said smiling, I waved and walked home. On my way home I texted AlexTo:Alex Bitch
Guess who's knocked on off the list? Cross drugs off!A few minutes later she replied
To me:
Oooo, look who's finally making progress, make me proud xoxoI smiled and climbed in my window and changed our of my clothes and went to bed