The first of many. It's a new school year as I sit in the patio of my high school. The parking lot is just sixty yards away from where I'm sitting. F8D99N pulls up and I recognize it immediately as my friend Guifi”s car. A white mini van with custom rims that I tease him about. Guifi is a weird name, and since it means dream in some ancient language we just call him Lucid. For now on I will refer to him as Lucid because it's simpler to pronounce.
7GHJ9N I resonate the car's license with my long time crush. That's what I do I memorize license plates for fun.
I watch her step out of her Honda but I am quickly snapped out of my haze when Lucid comes over and throws his back pack at me. “Tonight's the big night. Are you ready for a pay day.” he says referring to the concert tonight.
“If it includes money I'm always ready” I say. In a small town like ours there is not much to do for the youth, so anytime there is a public event that isn't held by some church, the whole school is bound to go.
“So did you get what you needed?”
“Easy as pie. I just had to make a few phone calls” I replied. He joins me on the floor and brings out a magazine and starts eating candy.
Two years ago I started dealing drugs to help my unemployed mother with the bills and now that she's away I do it to survive. I don't like the idea of drugs as much as I like the idea of money. I only sell two type of drugs and that's ecstasy and pot. I sell these because I believe these are the drugs that help open your consciousness and heals your aura. I'm all about spreading awareness. The government lies, aliens built the Pyramids, television brainwashes people, and things of that nature. I have my theories about the government. I choose not to grasp so heavily on any crazy ideas. Mostly I believe in the human body just a manifestation of energy and that's why I live the way I do.
I'm not one of those guys who is all “make love not war” because I believe that there is order in everything. Chaos and Peace have to coexist. If there is no war maybe God would get bored with us. I also believe there is no problem a good book can't fix.
I look around in the hallways of my school and see slime and angst written on people's sleeves. I have no idea why these people idolize these petty celebrities that have no talent. Horror movie fantasies are all coming true because when I look at the zoo that is my school I see brain dead zombies. People get the idea that if you have money or good looks you can get somewhere in life. Trust funds run out and style doesn't get you money in the real world.
The bell rings and lunch is over so we all go to our sixth period class. My sixth period class is Algebra. The teacher spits when she talks and her lecture was full of precipitation I presume. I have a seat in the back so I lay my head down and ponder things. Things normal teens do not care about.
I think about the TV programs that show people getting drunk, having sex and using drugs. I don't own a television because I hate to listen to people destroy themselves. I believe god played doctor on the seventh day and diagnosed the planet with a case of humans. Sadly it's fatal.
I stop my thoughts and start thinking about the money I'm gonna make tonight. Drug dealing is all math and lies. It's a get rich quick scheme that is the most dependable stock one can invest in. See what you do is you start off with around three hundred and fifty dollars. You find a good supplier that is willing to trust you enough to make a deal. The deal that you make is you get a half pound for the price of a quarter. Fifty percent off. When you sell that whole half pound you will have made a hundred percent profit. You take seventy five percent of the money and give it to your supplier. Fifty percent of that being for a new half pound and the other twenty five percent being for his cut of what you sell. You in turn get to keep twenty five percent and that's your profit. You just repeat that til you make enough. There is always going to be clients in a small town waiting for you to sell them relief. There are a lot of teenage mothers in my high school because there is nothing to do but have sex and do drugs.
