Perfect.

park

Before I left, I paused.

I'd forgotten the window.

I went back, carefully placed the screen back and closed the glass, sprayed a little perfume around, then I left.

So, where was I going? I wasn't sure. But I didn't want to be at home. If my mom got home and saw me, high as a kite, she'd kill me.

So I had to leave. I was walking towards the park, when my phone made a tinkling noise. It was a text from my mom.

"What the hell? You're not even going to ask if you can go? I'm your mother!" It said. I didn't reply.

I got to the park. It was 6:30 on a Friday, so the park was full of people my age.

I found a spot at the opening of a slide and sat. I still had half a joint and a lighter.

Of course, I couldn't smoke it here. So I went down the slide like a little kid.

"Holy shit!" I said as I stood up, nearly falling over. Then I burst out laughing and doubled over, clutching my stomach.

"Dude, are you high or something?" A voice said.

I opened my eyes. A girl with white blonde hair was standing there. She had dark brown eyes with thick eyeliner caked around them.

"Of course not." I said between laughs.

"Let me help you up." She said, extending her hand to me. I reached up to grab it and some of my bracelets shifted, exposing at least three cuts. I pulled my hand down quickly and jumped up by myself.

"No thanks, I'm fine." I said quickly.

"Woah, it's cool. I get it." She said, gesturing towards my arm. I crossed it over my stomach.

"Come with me." She said. She was staring at my eyes. I nodded and we started walking.

"You know, I can tell your high." She said. She led us to one of those cement tunnel things they have a some parks. I crawled inside.

"Woah, it's dark in here!" I said. She shook her head and crawled in after me.

I grabbed the lighter and clicked it on.

"Let there be light!" I screeched.

"Would you give me that?" The girl said. I yanked away from her, causing the flame to go out. I darted my hand around as she tried to get the lighter.

But eventually, she got it.

She shoved it in her pocket.

"So, now that that's ovee, what's your name?" She asked.

"Ally."

"Cool. I'm Alaska." She said. I didn't say anything.

"I know, its a stupid, weire name. I hate it." She said.

"Its cool. and unique." I said.