"WOOOOOOHOOOO!!!!" All of the students screamed as the last bell of the day rang and everyone scurried out of the school house. I was the last one out as usual, but that was only because I was helping my first ever highschool teacher clean up her room. I walked out of the school and caught my friends sitting by our normal hang out spot. I walked over to them and gave them the normal handshake.
"Hey what's up Tavien." My bestfriend, Andre, said. I looked at him and threw my hands in my pockets.
"Nothing much man, what about you?" I asked him. I really wanted to get out of school because I had a twenty sack in my back pocket and was ready to go get blazed.
"Man let me tell you, I had a good day." He said and went off spilling about how got laid in the bathroom in the large commons. I wasn't buying it so when he was almost finished I interrupted him.
"Well do you wanna make your day a little better?" I asked and all three of my friends in the group looked at me in curiosity.
"Yeah man what do you have in mind?" My friend Alex said. I told them all to lean in and I pulled out the sack. I let them all smell it and they all laughed and were saying things like "My nigga." "You the man." etc.
"Well lets clear out this bitch." Andre said and we all walked down the road to Andre's house. We all walked in and say hey to his mom.
"Hey Mrs. Jackson." We all said and Andre kissed his moms cheek. He smiled at me and lokked back at his mom.
"Hey Mactavien has some good shit mom." He saidand she smiled walking over to me from the sink, drying her hands. She held her hand out as if asking to hold it. I unhesitantly hand it over. She opened the little baggy and smelt it. She then smiled.
"Damn Tavien, how much you pay for this." She said and sniffed the bag again.
I decided to be modest. "I only payed 20 bucks." I said and chuckled. She then looked at me with a smile.
"Can you get me some?" She said as we all walked into the living room. I brought my bowl, so I just grinded it up and packed one. Me and Andre like to smoke out of the pipe, but Mrs. Jackson, Alex, and Jase like to smoke blunts, so I let them roll two blunts then I kept what was left for me and Dre. After they had their shit rolled, I sparked my jet lighter and lit half of the bowl hitting it about three times before blowing out a milky white cloud. Dre smiled and reached for the bowl. I handed it to him. He did the same except on the green side of the bowl. Me and him cooked the bowl, then we loaded another and then another until we smoked 3 bowls. We then just sat back. His mom looked at us high off of our asses. She chuckled before she hit her blunt.
"I'm being serious. I want some of this." She said. I nodded and smacked my lips twice.
"Give me twenty bucks and I'll get it for you." I said as she reached into her pocket book and pulled out a one hundred dollar bill. I looked at her all confused like and stuff.
"I said twenty." I said to her and looked at the bill.
"I know what you said, I want one hundred dollars worth of this." She said and looked at me. I nodded and pulled out my phone and called my plug.
"Hey Mac, you need the usual?" He asked. I sighed and looked at Mrs. Jefferson. She was slowly nodding.
"Nah man I need 100." I said and heard everything stop on his side.
"Okay man, tell me again, how much do you need?" He said and I sighed again.
"100." I said and heard a chuckle.
"Alright man, Where am I meeting you." He asked and I gave him their address. About 15 minutes he showed up. I walked outside and he handed me a quarter sack. I hand him the bill and he gives me 25 bucks.
"Whats th-" I said and he interupted me.
"No matter who you are, if you bring me business, you get 25% of the profit" He said and drove off. I stood there for five seconds, but it felt like an eternity. I walked back into the house and hand her the pot. I then sat down and start thinking. Dre looks at me curiously.
"What you thinking about bro?" He asked and looked at him. I looked back.
"Dre I wanna start peddling pot."I said and rubbed my face. Dre smiled.
"If you do it I do it." He said and we did our handshake.
"I knew you was my ride or die nigga." I said and we smoked another bowl.
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My Summer Story. #Wattys2016 #TrailBlazers
Teen FictionThis is based off of my summer of 2016. It was probably one of the most interesting summers I've ever had.
