Attraction

The Fun Box

After my traumatizing experiences this afternoon with Harry, I finally had time to myself. I managed to unpack all my boxes in a hurry to feel comfortable.

My stacks of books lined the built in bookcase, with sunlight shinning down on them you could still see dust. On my desk, I had my collection of geodes, plants, and journals. I had an infatuation with doodles and ranting on paper. In the corner where my bed was, pictures and albums lined the walls alongside white Christmas lights strung against the wall.

I walked over to my desk to pull out a lighter and my favorite scent of incense: nang champa. I lit a stick, placed it into a elephant shaped holder, and planned to open my windows for ventilation. Before opening the window, I had the sense somebody was watching me. I quickly crouched down to open the latch to the window was the air seeped it. It smelt like an English garden. I leaped up, closing my door and grabbed my altoid box from my purse on my bag.

Inside the little box was something I had been looking forward to. I pulled out a joint and lit it up, only to release the stress of the day. I knew it was bad for me but after all it was summer, and I was still a 4.0 student.

Inhaling deeply, I automatically felt better. I felt the sensation run through my body as I held it in. I tucked my head outside the window to let it out and put out the joint.

"So I see you're enjoying yourself," said a startling voice from inside the window across from me. "You know that's not good for you."

Harry's voice scared me half to death, I jolted back hitting my head ok the window seal and coughing along the way.

"What do you think you're doing, scaring me like that!!" I loudly said between coughing.

"I could smell that for a mile away! Are you going to share or keep it all to yourself?"

"You smoke?" I asked confused that a soccer guy like him would.

"Uh yeah I'm 17 and live in Seattle! You know it's legal now, way better than Oregon huh?"

I heard my name being called from downstairs and got straight up. Leaving Harry with his head sticking his head out his window. I put away my "fun box", grabbed some gum and spritzed myself with perfume.

"Ok well I'll see you at my place around 7 then?" He chimed in before I opened the door.

Before I could register what he said my mother called me downstairs again. I dashed down the stairs shutting my door on the way out. I was precocious of my steps this time, not needing another fall like the one from earlier today.

I rounded the corner to find my mom unpacking dishes in the kitchen. She was truly beautiful, with her short, thick brown hair and thick rimmed glasses.

"Honey, Anne has invited us all over for dinner since it's our first night. What do you say?"

What do I say?? Was declining an option? I had only just arrived and I felt like his pestering appearance was going to make it tough.

"Are you doing ok Isabelle? We have to be there I'm 15 so please go get ready." She stood there tapping her foot as if I was waisting her time by just standing there.

Without another word, I turned back up the stairs, and prepared myself for a long night. Not all the marajuana in Seattle could settle my nerves tonight.