CONSUME

[36] off limits

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axel conynghim

"Thank fuck we lined up all of our schedules," Jake said in a relived tone. He leaned against the blue metal locker, as I did the same. Brad, Austin, and Aidan stood around us. The hallways are empty, classes in session. 

We all have a free period. Which means forty-five minutes of free time to fuck around. For me, it's time to get high as hell. It's perfect.

"I'm tweakin bro," Brad began. He grit his teeth and his pale skin that almost looks sickly crinkled around his mouth. Brad's teeth are kind of yellow. He smokes just as much as I do, but he's also got a nicotine addiction which make his mouth more... I don't know. Grosser than mine. "I need to find a fuckin date to Prom. But I swear, these bitches piss me off. I don't even like anyone."

"It's not about liking someone," Austin stated as if he knew exactly what he's talking about. He loves to act like a know-it-all but he totally knows nothing about anything. "It's about finding who you wanna fuck. Most girls are desperate for a date. Nobody wants to go alone. So all you have to do is pick the girl you think is DTF. You both get a date, and you'll get some pussy after."

"DTF?" Aidan asked. "What does that mean?"

"Down To Fuck," I replied. "How do you not know that?" My older brother just shrugged and rolled his eyes. Aidan hates these kinds of conversations, and Jake and Brad speak just as disgustingly as Austin does. 

Personally, I don't mind their language. Yeah, it's annoying. I don't think the things they say are necessarily right, but I also don't care enough to say something. The girls they fuck around with have nothing to do with me. 

"That's a good idea though..." Brad nodded, as if Austin had given him some incredible solution. All of these guys are quite stupid. I mean, was Austin's advice really worth a revelation? I'm not saying that I'm some genius guy, because my brain function is just as damaged as theirs. The difference is, I've intentionally destroyed my mind with marijuana. Whereas these guys... They were just born idiots. 

"Dude," Austin widened his eyes at Brad's actions. Brad pulled out a thin blue piece of metal from his pocket, and even I rolled my eyes at the sight. "You're gonna get fucking suspended again. Put it away."

"Chill," Brad told him, bringing the vape to his mouth. 

"Whatever," Jake joined the conversation. "Pass it," He said, reaching for the vape. I looked around the hallway, making sure no teachers or freshmen were walking by.

"We also need to find a source to get drinks for your guys' birthday. We're throwing a party for sure." Brad insisted. 

Jake jumped onto that idea very quickly. It's true that my brothers' and my birthday is coming up, but I didn't have anything specific planned in mind. I feel like birthday's aren't all that significant. What's the point of celebrating your life? People live and die every day. It's nothing special. 

"Since it's in February, let's do a ski trip, or something. Our parents can get us in at the club." Jake mentioned, and everybody seemed to like that suggestion. 

Bradley jumped back into his previous concern, saying, "Before that, I'd better get my Prom date in order. By the time your birthdays roll around, everybody will have a date already."

"I think I'll ask Erica Sabini. She's good enough," Jake shrugged. Austin agreed with Jake, "True. I think she's pretty hot. Average, but got nice tits."

"What about you guys?" Bradley asked my brothers and me. "Who are you guys going to Prom with?"

"It's still a few months away. I'm not going stress about it until March or April." Aidan spoke.