Kian Knows Best

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Seventh grade has been the worst. Ugh, these freaking people. I have a boyfriend, so I should just go kill myself? Yup, that's all they want.

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"Kian, what's up?" I ask.

We both decided to go on a date, and we went to Incredible Pizza. When he walked in, we hugged, and he replied, "Sup, babe."

I blushed for like the millionth time. It's just that skater voice make me so, you know, that, but I'm in seventh grade so I shouldn't be thinking that.

When we ate, I didn't eat much because I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of him. He did the same thing, which was cute. After we "ate" we went and played games. We both sucked and after spending $25 we only ended up getting 247 tickets.

After our date, his parents picked us up, and I went to his house. When we got there, a bunch of Kian's friends were there, and they were kind of cute. His parents dropped us off because they were going somewhere. All of us went up to his room, and they started pulling out these long tubes and packs of cigarettes.

"Want one?" He asks.

I kindly pass, put he tells me, "It's alright dude, Kian knows best!"

I slowly take the lightened cigarette, and slowly smoke it. I cough. It taste so bad and the smoke feels so weird in my mouth. I do it again, and again, until the cigarette was gone. After that, I felt the sudden urge o do the pipe thing, and I suddenly felt weird, and as Kian put it, I was high.

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