Erin [editing]

SIXTEEN| high high high

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The familiar car pulled up and I stepped on the Adair. I skipped my entire seventh period, I hate cooking so I'm not going to do it. Louis pulled up and I got in his car. I felt different, high maybe? He coughed a little and then looked at me. What the hell did Blair give me?

"Why do you smell like weed?" He asked.

So it's weed? Wow! I just smoked weed and I didn't even know it.

"That's a very rude thing to say, daddy," I chuckled not making eye contact with him.

Louis grabbed my arm and turned me around to face him. "Don't daddy me, Erin. Have you been smoking?"

The daunting taste still lingered on my tongue from the Adair that I smoked. I remember, I smoked probably three of the weird ass Adair shits that Blair gave me.

"Erin, answer me!" Louis yelled.

I'm surprisingly calm, very calm actually. I should smoke more often. I like the feeling of not having any feelings. But I am hungry, starving actually.

"Just drive," I laughed.

"We'll talk about this when we get home." Louis growled.

"Sure thing," I chuckled. "Hey, can we play some footie today?"

"No, after today you probably will never play football again," growled Louis.

"I'm so hungry," I whined.

"You'll eat your leftover chipotle and Nicola's since she can't come today," said Louis.

"Please, let's go to McDonald, I'm starving! Pretty please!" I whined.

Louis let out a groan. "Fine. Only because I'm hungry too."

I cheered and he rolled his eyes at me. We went through the drive thru at McDonald's and ordered. He got a Big Mac and I got the McNuggets. I put my water in the cup holder and noticed he had an ashtray.

"You smoke too," I pointed out.

He groaned. "I'm an adult Erin."

"What's your point?"

"I'm actually legal," Louis said.

"Oh, so now I'm breaking the law?" I chuckled.

"In fact, yes you are," Louis said. "And weed is illegal too."

"I hear it's legal in Cali," I noted with a laugh. "And what're you gonna do? Turn me in?"

He frowned at me. "This isn't funny."

I pulled out my packet Adair, and my lighter. "Can I smoke in here?"

"That's weed, Erin," Louis said.

I lit the thing any ways and started smoking. "How would you know?"

I looked at Louis and he had a deep frown on his face.

"Fuck it," he groaned and pulled out a cigarette of his own. "Light me."

I giggled and lit his cigarette. "Never thought I'd be smoking with my dad."

Louis blew out smoke. "Don't tell Harry or he'll both have our asses."

"Bite me."

We smoked the remainder of the ride. Louis is the cool dad now, for real! Probably because he smokes just as much as me and can't deny it. When we got home, I burned out the blunt in the ashtray and so did Louis.