The Summer Before Senior Year

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Oh the thing between my fingers gave me joy, or at least I thought it did. I lit the blunt putting it between my teeth, inhaling the good, exhaling the bad.

"I didn't know you smoke?" Calum said confused sitting down beside me on the couch.

"Just letting loose." I laughed.

"I never did that before?" He chuckled awkwardly.

"Do you want to?" I asked not knowing if he was just curious or?

"Nah I don't plan on it, I just never thought I'd see junior class president smoking 2 weeks into summer..." he raised his eye brows.

"I got kicked out remember?" I giggled not wanting to explain why.

"Whaa-How?"

"I failed 2 subjects, and I have to make them up senior year." I said.

"hey but weren't you supposed to be moving?"

"The whole point was to move with my sister because she got accepted to a college in LA but shit happens, I can't just move there alone what's the point? I'm just staying in Adelaide."

"Oh sorry about that by the way." he frowned

"It's alright," I smiled, taking the blunt from between my lips and placing it onto the ash tray beside the couch. "Let's go play beer pong with Ali!" I said excitedly watching Ali play it in the kitchen with some random peeps I did not know the names of.

"Up for it!" Calum hopped off the couch, me following behind.

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"Look who it is, Morgan Brown." I groaned knowing whom that voice belonged to, Stacy Smith.

Stacy is a bitch who thinks she's the shit. Her makeup makes her look like a hooker, her short skirts make her look like a whore, and her blonde locks of hair make her look fake, her hair is probably $500 dollar extensions her lawyer daddy bought her because all her hair fell out from bleaching it too much.

"What do you want?" I said.

Everybody hates her but they kiss up to her and pretend to adore her. because of the mula. All her friends are fake, and I don't understand why she thinks she is living the life, when your in high school with everybody else who has no life honey.

"I was just wondering if you hooked up with Calum yet, it seems your getting pretty close."

"We never fucked, so fuck off!" Calum seethed. Stacy finding it amusing.

"So Morgan I just want you to take a deep look at yourself. Look at you, smoking joints, drinking whiskey, snorting cocaine. you're a mess. I wonder what Sarah would do if she saw you this way. She probably hates you. You smell like weed." She laughed.

"What are you like my life inspector or something? Take a look at yourself." I laugh at her."

"Hey at least I didn't kill my own sister from my own mistakes." Stacey laughs.

I gulped hard, Calum and Ali looked at me worrisome like the rest of the people surrounding the table of beer pong in the kitchen I was standing in front of. I couldn't help having the flashbacks of that night in the back of my mind replaying themselves over and over.

"Why don't you just fuck off." I snap trying not to cry I pushed past Stacy and the rest of the crowd. I heard her laugh.

"Not cool!" I hear Vanessa and Ali yell at Stacy, and Stacy saying it wasn't her fault but mine, sadly I agree.

I went out the front door and sat on the porch steps. It was all my fault. My breath hitched in my throat as salty tears rolled down my blush cheeks.

"Are you okay?" A deep voice asked behind me making me jump, he chuckled lightly at my jump then stopped as soon as he saw my tear stained face instantly feeling guilty.

It was the blonde boy with the lip piercing from the party my friends celebrated my birthday two days ago. I was mesmerized by his blue eyes that matched his blue grey muscle tank.

"I'm fine."

"I never understood that." He said confusing me a bit.

"Understood what?" I said wiping my tears giggling at the tall boy as he took a seat next to me.

"I never understood why girls always say I'm fine, when there's really something going on that they can tell me so again, what's wrong?" He smiled flashing his dimples that I wanted to poke so badly.

"That girl Stacy brought up my sister that died 4 months ago."

"Oh sorry to hear about that." He said quietly.

"It's alright." I slightly smiled.

"M-my names Luke by the way..." He glanced at me as I giggled at his shyness.

"Morgan, I'm Morgan." I smiled shyly back at him.