Native Settlers (Wattys 2016)

Chapter 3

Finals came up faster than expected. My last one was just a hours away and I sat on my bed reading through my financing textbook at four in the morning high on two Adderalls praying I die before my test because dying would be better than failing and hearing the wrath of my grandpa.

I was on the last paragraph of my last chapter and then a knock on the door scared the living shit out of me. I looked up and there stood Harry in his raggedy pajama pants and a bowl of cereal in his hand.

"Eat this so you don't die." I furrowed my eyebrows.

"I ate half an hour ago." He shook his head.

"You ate at noon its four going on five in the morning." oh, shit.

"Thanks pepe." he gave me a tight lipped smile, nodded his head and went down the hallway to his room. I finished off the paragraph then the bland cereal only Harry eats and passed out.

I woke up to the sound of my phone blaring in my ear. I got four hours of sleep which is just enough to get through this final get a drink then have Harry drive me home to sleep for a few hours then be able to party tonight. Perfect.

I'm nearly done getting ready when I spot a man laying on my coach with his nasty feet dangling off the arm. I was really confused but I thought maybe it was the drugs playing mind games one me. Harry came out of his room making his way to the front door with keys in hand. 

"He flew down yesterday you were to busy to notice with your revising." I looked at him puzzled. "My friend from home." my mouth formed an 'O' and nodded.

"Let's go then, he better not get in the way pepe, tonight I'm getting lit I'm off my period and he better not be boring." Harry just let out a breathy laugh and nodded his head but I was being dead serious. The last thing I needed was someone bringing my mood down, I already got enough of that from Harry and Sharon.

"Yeah, maybe Zayn and I'll just stay in tonight then." I went into the kitchen and grabbed two bananas from the fruit bowl.

"No," I said full of certainty. "Zayn, can either come or stay here by himself, because you're my best friend and I've been planning for this after my English final since Monday."

Harry unlocked the door and held it open for me, then locked it once he walked out and closed it, then unlocked the car doors using the little clicky thing. I got in the passenger seat and waited for him to get in and start the car.

"Keeza, here's the thing," he said while buckling his seatbelt and starting the engine. I stared and waited for him to answer but he paused for a moment. "Zayn can be wild to say the least."

"I don't see a problem, it seems to me we'll get along just fine." Harry shook his head with a smile on his face and started driving to campus which was only five to ten minutes away.

We listened to a morning talk show about a women who wanted to end things with her boyfriend but didn't know how to on our morning commute to our last day of school before spring break starts. Harry pulled up the study of business building and wished me good luck and waited for me to get out of the car.

"Meet up at the usual then we go get that celebration drink," I smiled and nodded my head waving my hand at him while he pulled away.

I sent a silent prayer to God and walked into the busy hallway.

I sat in the dead ass silence of the lecture room, turns out the test was easier than expected but that's the result of adderall for you. As soon as the professor told the class pencils down my cocky ass was feeling great and ready for my victory drink. 

Professor ass hat then excused us from the test and let us go. I started making my way to the football field where I wait for Harry and then leave campus. I took a seat on the cold metal benches where the football player sit when they're not playing. 

"Aye Keeza!" I heard my name being yelled across the field and to my surprise it was Bryan, my favorite druggie. He did a quick jog to me to which I sat on the bench and waited because my ass was far too lazy to get up and meet him halfway.

"Yes?" I asked when he finally made his way over to me.

"I heard you were going to a party tonight," I nodded. "You gon hit me up with the addy then?" I shook my head. He kissed his teeth. "For real? We practically family." I laughed and slapped my knee.

"You dated my older cousin for a week then she dumped your ass don't come at me with that whack shit." He just sighed and shook his head which made his fro shake a bit. "Fine if you really want to go you can ask Harry for the addy."

"He hates me though."

"He doesn't hate you, he just thinks you're a bad influence," I explained.

"It ain't my fault he a square." I nodded my head in agreement, "You think he'll tell me though?"

"Probably." 

"Lit see ya then." I waved by and just as he left pepe came walking up eyebrows furrowed and hands crossed.

"Why were you talking to him?" I rolled my eyes and ignored his question.

"Let's hit up the bar," he just groaned started walking towards the car which I followed.

Once we got to the car we started our way to the bar to which I was ready to get the usual then leave and prepare to look hot as hell for the party and if I'm lucky enough get some dick tonight.

"Wait," I turned to Harry. "The bar isn't this way."

"I have to pick up Zayn from the house," I almost forgot all about him. "Hopefully Sharon's there, she went with me to pick him up from airport last night while you were on whatever it was you were on."

"Adderall," I corrected him. "and Sharon is. She has an afternoon class at one and it's only eleven-thirty so who knows maybe he's still KO'd." Harry just laughed at me but I didn't know why at the time.

We finally made it to the house and Harry unlocked the door.

"Where he at?" I asked Harry as if he were supposed to know when I didn't see him in the living room or the kitchen.

I looked around some more and went to my room to roll a blunt since I didn't get my victory drink. I heard some commotion going on in the room next to mine which was Harry's so I got up to check. Without bothering to knock I open the door to see Zayn with his arm wrapped around pepe's throat.

"What the fuck?" I looked over to see Sharon standing next to me just getting out of the bathroom hair wet from the shower body still wrapped in a towel and little water dropping from each of her curls. My first reaction was to hit Zayn upside the head but at the same time I couldn't tell if he was just playing around with him.

"Knock that shit off before you kill him." I looked over at Harry who was rubbing his now red neck

"So you must be Wakeeza." I nodded, "It was just alla bit of fun."

"Okay? He still hasn't paid rent and I can't afford losing any money right now so I'd appreciate it if you didn't kill him, especially now in Portland I can't afford to lose another roommate and then end up with some hippie." I said joking a bit to make Harry feel better but I was being serious about the rent.

"Gee," Harry said glaring at me. "Good to know the real reason you keep me around."

"I kid with ya," I turned to him. "I made a funny chill it's not that deep."

"Is that a joint." Zayn turned to look at the grape swisher in my hand.

"Yes," I said uncertain.

"Cool can I get a couple hits."

"If that will calm you the fuck down." I said lighting it right there in Harry's room. "Want some pepe? How bout you Sharbear? After this day I think we deserve it."

"I have class later."

"More for me."