Rose City Delinquints

It was my sophmore year in highschool, my whole world view was something completely different from that of which I ever would know. Atfirst, school was the only thing I was worried about, I went to all my classes, didn't get in trouble, and the only problem I probably had was filtering myself. I've always loved to talk back or try to outsmart the so called teachers around me. Alot of the time, it worked. 

But, there was somone new in my life, no not a girlfriend or someone I fell in love with, but a new best friend. Justin I remember him coming into my math class one day and he was short, but stalky, he had black curly hair, and he was a genuis. He was smart, cunning, and above all, he understood me. 

At this point in my life, I could of been anything I wanted, anyone. I could of been a good student and not have to worry about my future so much, but after I met Justin, I became a delinquint. And a delinquint is what I loved to be. 

Chapter 1

"Hey, do you smoke?", Justin asked me. I just got moved next to him in my geometry class. He was someone who everyone knew was in our class but somehow, he was rarely there. 

"Not ciggarettes, but I'll smoke bud once in a while.", I replied. At this time, I expieremented with smoking weed. Theres nothing wrong with it, everyone was doing it. My Name is Dylan, a 15 year old kid who just wanted to live. 

"Well, come to the corner tomorrow, we'll smoke together before school." He replied then I did my work for probably one of the last times I can remember. The corner was the church across the street from my school and everyone would go there to smoke their boogies and smoke their bud if the campus security wasn't looking. The people who chilled there were delinquints, they skipped school and did what ever they want. It never occured to me it would be something I could do. 

Before I go any further, I should probably mention that I wasn't the perfect kid, but I was better then most. I would listen to my mom, sometimes. I didn't do alot of my homework but i attempted to do some of it and the only time I got arrested was for fist fighting a cop's son durng school for calling me a dirty Indian. (I'm Native American) My homelife wasn't hard or bad, it just was like I was an empty shell in my house.  Nobody knew what I liked and nobody really paid attention to what I wanted, or needed. So, lets continue. 

Justin was there in the morning waiting for me, we toked it up and had a blast. It was easily the most fun I've ever had. Justin was popular among the girls at the corner because I guess he has that rugged attrictivenss that girls go for. So, there was always girls around us. 

At first, I just smoked every morning and went to school late and stoned off my ass with him, then it became getting stoned not wanting to go to school, so we got even more stoned and walked around the streets of the city we lived in. The Rose City. 

Chapter 2

The Rose City, was only the nickname for my city, it wasn't really a city compared to New York, or Providence, Rhode Island, but It was to the people from the country. There was this abandoned house two blocks away from the school. It had this unlocked shed and we called it the weed shack. Everyone smoked there, but everyone knew it was our domain. By this time, it wasn't just me and Justin. We had sort of a crew. It was me, Justin, Brooks, Crystal, and Nick. 

Brooks was the first one to start chilling with us, Brooks is a beefed up kid who was almost 18, he smoked with us and got me to smoke my first boogie. Now I was a full on dilinquint, I always had my Marlbro smooths and a bowl to smoke my bud out of. 

Then Crystal was this cute blonde girl that chilled with us. Justin and Brooks wanted to get in her pants and I eventually started crushing on her. While all they wanted to do was fuck, I wanted to be her boyfriend. Alot of people thought Crystal was a slut for hanging out with us all the time. But she really wasn't she had a boyfriend and Justin and Brooks are just assholes.