My First Time Smoking Weed

The Bathtub

 That is kind of a touchy title isn't it? It could really mean anything at all. So what do I mean? I guess i'll tell you considering that is the name of this chapter.

So you know about the family already. Riker, Dylan, Sarah, Cassidy, and Diana. Also, myself. I am not about to get into the entire back story again though, so go read the first part, and then come back later. We however won't wait on you. We are going to continue.

Do you know what a trailer is? Technically for political correctness it is a single wide mobile home. Those of us in North Carolina called it a trailer. Anyway, if you don't know what it looks like, then look it up.

My moms room was on the far left hand side of the house. It was at the end. You had to go through the kitchen, and washer room to get to her room. However the design was horrible in that aspect, the room was massive. She had her own bathroom. The toilet was behind a door, but the sink, and counter were in the open room, as well as a jacuzzi tub. No wall separates the tub from the room. It was cool.

I don't really know if it worked. I never bathed in it. I don't know if my mother did, cause why would I need to know that? I didn't, and I still don't.

I had smoked weed a few times before this day. My body was getting use to it. Not to where it had no effect, but to the point of no coughing, and staying up late.

I honestly do not know why we were smoking in our mother's room. But, we were.

I was sitting in the empty tub with my sister Sarah. We were passing the blunt back, and forth. We were all laughing, and Riker was playing guitar. Steve wasn't with us. He was out continuing the dollar making scheme. We all just around in my mother's room, and smoked. This is also the first time I tried a cigarette. I was on a bad track.

"Riker, let me try that cigarette." said Sarah. Riker took another hit, and leaned over to give the cig to Sarah. She hit it, and she seemed to enjoy the feeling. "This is better than weed." she yelled. She took another hit. "Don't take too many hits. You'll hurt yourself." said Riker. Always looking out for his younger siblings he was. "I want to try it." I blurted out unintentionally. Sarah, without hesitation handed it to me. "Okay then. I guess I am trying a cigarette now." I said to myself in my head.

As I was about to hit the cig, Dylan walked in with everyone's favorite munchy food. White powdered mini donuts. Everyone cheered when he brought in two bags. Sarah held out her hand. "Give me some." she demanded. Of course in a joking manner. Dylan replied in the same. He opened the bag, and poured a few into the tub. We all laughed.

"Yo, you gonna smoke it or what? I want it back." Riker was speaking to me. I couldn't look like the child I was in front of my big brother. So, I hit the cig. I hit it hard as if I were hitting the blunt. That however, was a major mistake. My body went numb. Riker, and Dylan laughed at me, because my body went limp. "Isn't great!" asked Sarah. I simply shook my head.

It felt great. My body was numb, my mind felt sharp. I had a real nicotine buzz! I didn't want it to go away, so I hit it again. After I hit it, Sarah stole it from me. "Mine." She said. Ashes went everywhere. "Okay then." Replied Riker in a sarcastic tone as he pulled another cig from his pack, and lit it. He knew he wasn't getting it back.

"We have donuts don't we?" I asked in my total numbness. Dylan laughed. "In the tub." He replied. I grabbed one, and closed my eyes. I was starving. Not because we didn't have food, but I didn't want to get up out of the tub. It was close for my turn to hit the blunt.

"This donut is dull." I said. My eyes were still closed. Everyone started laughing. "It is very hard to chew!" I said as I opened my eyes. Riker was on the floor laughing holding his stomach. Dylan was rolling around on the bed laughing. And Sarah had her mouth full of donuts, and her eyes closed. She was laughing so hard, and trying not to spit out her donuts. "What?" I asked with a mouth full of my own.

Sarah looked at me. I was no longer amused. They kept laughing, and wouldn't tell me what was going on. Sarah finally gave in. "Dude, This is a donut." She said as she waved one in front of my face. "You are eating a candle."

I spit it out as soon as she spoke those words. Yes, I was eating a candle. You know, those little white plain candles that you put in a glass thing to melt a scented wax? Those kinds.

Riker got up off the floor. He continued to laugh. He then laughed harder when he noticed his broken in half cigarette.

That was a fun day. But, That wasn't even half of it.