February 8
Connections is an awesome bar! Everything worked out perfectly. I was able to go by Ginger's and help her with her homework. I told her about Lou coming to
pick me up at ten and she didn't seem to mind that. I didn't tell her though that Lou is my girlfriend. I didn't want my night to be ruined.
Anyway back to Connections. What a place! Everyone was friendly and I didn't get carded (I think it had to do with my outfit and newly formed breasts).
Lou and I had shot after shot until her friend arrived. His Name was Damien, but his street name is_____, or at least that was what everyone at the bar kept
calling him. Anyway he was really handsome in an old world sort of way. He had such long and shiny straight hair that it went to the middle of his back. His clothes
were flawless, like him. He is the type of guy I'd want for a boyfriend. But I have Lou and I'm happy with that. He was real nice to me too. Lou explained my
situation and he was cool with it. When he spoke he had a deep sexy voice that sent shivers down my spine. I could tell Lou totally dug him too but did nothing about it,
probably not to hurt my feelings. What a sweet girl!
Before we left Damien invited us to his house tomorrow night for a party he was giving. I asked him if he knew_____, the guy who threw the last party Lou and I went
to, and said yeah he was the one that gave him the Acid we took.
Then we went back to Lou's, snorted some coke, and made love half the night. Isn't life grand?
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Slipped Away
General FictionThis is the diary of a teenage girl's descent into the world of drugs. Mature content. Not for the squeamish. I do not own anything except my characters and this story. I wrote it from an idea I had, and I just rolled with it to see where it would g...
