Crazy and shit {wlw}

Chapter 15

Lilly's POV

I groan as I wake up, feeling a raging hangover from last nights party. I roll off the bed and land on the floor mumbling profanities.

"Goddamnit"

I groan as I get up to get dress. It's Sunday and I have more homework because all my teachers are assholes. 'I'll just do it later.' I grumble as I get dressed and grab my skateboard. I yell bye to my dad who's probably half asleep or just flat out sleeping.

I skate to Mika's house which isn't that far. It's Sunday and I need some Mika for something.

I decide to text Mika, knowing he probably won't respond because he's either his girlfriend or just fucking sleeping. But shockingly enough he responded.

Dickhead (Mika)

Lilly
Heyyyyyy Mika
I was maybe wondering if you had something

Dickhead (Mika)
If your asking for weed, just say so dumbass

Lilly
Ok ok
Do you have any weed?

Dickhead (Mika)
Duh. Just get over here.

I arrive at Mika's house shortly after Mika's last message. I don't bother knocking as I enter, say hi to Mika's parents and walk up to his room.

"Heyyy bitch. Missed ya after you left the party." I say as I enter Mika's messy room.

"I talk to Paige last night. Finally got to meet the girl your obviously crushing on." Mika says with a smile while rolling up some joints.

'What. The. Fuck?'

The blood rushes to my face at the mention of Paige.

"Whoa there. What the fuck? You still think I like her?" I ask annoyed, pretty sure I already knew the answer.

"If I was wrong, you wouldn't be blushing like a fucking tomato dipshit." Mika says with a cocky smirk, knowing he caught me.

"Fuck you." I flip my best friend off as I flip onto his bed. But not before stealing one of the already rolled joints and light it.

"Wanna get high?"

The question lingered in the air.

"Yeah. Why not?" Mika says as he lights his own joint and leans back on the side of his bed. It's been awhile since we had gotten high together. His girlfriend, May didn't like smoking but Mika didn't care. He liked the feeling of getting high, of forgetting the stress of school and life, the numbness that came along with the temporary high.

Soon, Mika's room was filled with the smell of weed. I'm high out of my mind currently debating on whether God exists or if we are our own gods.

"What if I did like Paige?"

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Time passed as the both of us are silent until Mika decides to pull something.

"SO YOU ADMIT IT?!" Mika asked with a playful and excited smile, way to excited for being high as he turns around and starts poking and jabbing my sides.

"Maybe..." I answer with a chuckle as my mind can't comprehend what I'm saying because of the weed.

"Like just what if?"

"What I was in a actual relationship? Not just hook ups. Would I be happier?"

"Dude... you are such a philosopher when your high out of your mind." Mika says with his own chuckle induced by the marijuana.

"Thanks. But seriously..." I pause, unsure of what to say without regretting it.
"What if she... what if she can't handle me? Everyone, including me knows I'm crazy and shit because I'm a stoner and skater."

"Dude, your none of those things. Sure maybe a little crazy some days but isn't everyone? You are so much more than just a stoner skater chick, ya' know that?" Mika explains with a playful smirk.

"Well looklook who is the philosopher now?" I say as I punch Mika's arm with a smirk.

"Wanna go skate, bitch?" I ask as I grab my skateboard and backpack.

"And doughnuts?" Mika asks curiously with puppy dog eyes as he grabs his own bag and board.

"Duh. As long as your paying asshole." I say as Mika groans in response because, one he always pays for the doughnuts, and two he's high.

Mika and I get to the gas station next to the skatepark and get the doughnuts but I go to the bathroom before we leave and I bump into someone on my way out of the bathroom.

'Fucking shit, why do we always bump into each other.' I think as I stare at the girl.