,David,

Chapter 2

I never would've guessed a stoner lived a couple of houses down and across the street from me. Come to think of it, I have seen Jerry before, I just didn't know him then. When we went to his house it wasn't what I expected.

I expected, like, five hippie looking guys, with bloodshot eyes, passing a bong, repeatedly saying, "Duuuuude!", eating Cheetos, and stuff like that.

Instead I walked into a nice modern looking living room. It had a sleek black couch, a small glass table, and a huge flat screen TV with 'The Office' on. There was two other tricked out teens sitting on opposite sides of the couch. One boy and the other girl.

"I saw this one already, Dwight has a gun and shoots-" the guy began.

"Who does he shoot?!" The girl interrupted.

"Lemme finish and you'd find out! He shoots near Andy and Andy's ear is, like, hurt,"

The girl seemed disappointed that no one got hurt, then seemed to shrug it out.

"Who's this?" The guy asked.

"This," Jerry started, "is David. This is his first time smoking." I waved. Jerry pointed to the guy.

"The pretty one is Jack,"

"Hey," Jack greeted.

"And the funny looking one is Tina."

"Hey!" Tina said, in defense, not in greeting.

I sat next to Jack and Jerry sat next to Tina.

"Darling, you know I'm-" Jack stopped mid-sentence to do a playing hair flip, and as girly as he can he finished, "FABULOUS!"

"Whatever. Let's focus on the fresh meat. David, how'd you meet Jack?" Tina focused the conversation on me.

"Uhh," I'm not used to talking to girls, Jerry seemed to notice.

"I came outta the corner store from getting the blunt," Jerry pulled out a pack of 2 for $1.19 grape swisher sweets cigarillos from his pocket. "And I heard some old lady bitching, and I see David walking outta his house, looking like he's holding back tears, right? And I dunno, he remined me of when I was younger-"

"Wait," Tina interrupted. I wonder if she does that often. "You're 17 and he's, what, 15?"

"Actually, 13," I corrected

"Damn, you're tall!" Tina said.

"Lemme finish!" Jerry commanded Tina. "Anyway, I felt bad, and I, awkwardly, asked if he wanted to join us. 'Cause, as you two already know, weed saved my life," he smiled.

Jack rolled his eyes.

"Before you give him your life story, do want him to try the product you're offering?"

I feel like Jack is the sassy gay friend.

"Okay, okay, keep your panties on, Jack."

Jerry pulled what looked like a miniature sandwich bag filled with what looked like oregano, out of his other pocket. There's no turning back now.