April 2, 2018

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Dad drove me to Amber's house, on his bright orange Harley. My two dollars in quarters jingling and clinking together in my pocket with every bump of the road and step i took. Before he left me and Amber standing alone in the drive way, he said "don't do anything i wouldn't do." Amber and i stood there in silence and shrugged it off knowing well enough that we were going to do something he wouldn't do. As soon as we get into her house, i immediately noticed it was quiet. "my brothers in his room" she said "but don't worry he has no idea what weed smells like." i let out a laugh and took her word for it. Once we climbed up the stairs we made a right then headed off to her room.We decided to call James as soon as possible. James was in the same grade as me, I was a high school junior at the time. Amber was almost exactly a year younger than me, so she was a sophomore. James texted Amber letting her know that he was in the front of her neighborhood. He met us halfway down her street, we walked the other half so none of Amber's neighbors would get suspicious.When i saw the vehicle pull up i realized that i had seen his van parked at the school on various occasions but never knew who it belonged to. It was a poorly taken care of white Toyota Previa. I noticed James looked familiar, i figured that i must have seen him in the halls through passing periods. Once at James' Van, Amber and i got right in, Amber eagerly hopping in first.We told him that we wanted two grams, without saying a word he pulled a clear Mason Jar from the cup holder on the inside of the dingy driver side door. He quickly measured it out using a scale. Amber and i handed him one dollar bills, fives and a shit ton of quarters, equaling the amount of twenty dollars. He hands us the bag and Amber quickly slipped it into her hoodie pocket. The green flakes quickly filled the Ziploc with the stench. I asked if he could roll it for us but he declined. Though, he did give us a cigar so we could roll it ourselves. i tucked the cigar into my boot before stepping out of the van. Our clothes were drenched in the smell of the illegal substance. We slowly walked away from his van and he pulled off. Back at Amber's house we hurried up to her room and shut the door. Amber opened the bag and the room immediately flooded with the scent. As I began breaking off pieces of the bud, crumbling them up onto her green science notebook. It left my hands sticky, a type of sticky they have never felt before. Amber cut open the cigar and pushed the tobacco filling out with her fingers.

Once we had the blunt rolled and ready to smoke we slipped it back into the cigar sleeve, grabbed a lighter, a bottle of water and perfume. we headed out the front door and into the woods. we even had to jump over a small creek. We then found a location that was hidden within the woods, trees cascaded over our bodies, blending us into the nature that surrounded us. Amber grabs the packaging and shakes the blunt out. i handed her the lighter. she put her lips up against the end of the blunt and lights it. Then its my turn. this went on for a few minutes. in between each hit neither of us could stop coughing. i started to feel funny. i couldn't tell if it was normal or not because prior to this i hadn't smoked in six months.Everything got blurry, my head felt light and i couldn't stop giggling. Amber kept telling me to calm down but i couldn't. i couldn't control it. My mouth was as dry as a desert and i kept thinking that i was going to swallow my tongue. We had to walk back to her house while i felt that way. I barley remember any part of the walk. it felt like it took us sixteen hours just to walk two blocks. I stopped in the middle of the road and told Amber that i needed to concentrate. I remember feeling like i had peed myself, my legs felt numb and i couldn't decipher anything that was going on around me. the next thing that i remembered was me sitting on the toilet in amber's house, half naked, yelling for her to come in and help me. i didn't know if it was okay for me too urinate in the toilet, i didn't know if i was in the right spot. i kept screaming at her to call my mother yet she never did. i knew something was wrong but i had no idea what. i began taking my socks and shirt off while sitting on the toilet yelling at amber that i had to go. She continuously had to calm me down and it never really worked. finally i peed in the toilet. then i stripped off my clothes like amber told me to and changed into something that didn't smell, while she went and put all of our clothes in the washing machine. i lied on her bed and went right to sleep. i woke up to the feeling of warmth in my mouth. it was an egg Amber was feeding me a hard boiled egg, she said that would make me feel better. i thought amber left the room like twenty times, when in all actuality she only left the room once. I called Steven and was complaining and freaking out, i didn't know where i was and he helped calm me down more so than Amber could. He agreed with me that something was wrong, even though it wasn't effecting Amber at all, but then again she did do cocaine and LSD. After about three hours i felt almost back to my old self. i took a shower, cleaned up, and got the smell off of me. Around that time her parents had gotten home. Amber and I both had gotten a handful of bloody noses shortly after smoking but neither of us put two and two together. We didn't get caught, not even by her brother in the next room over. I called Steven and told him i felt better now and he was glad. I stayed two nights with amber just to make sure i was completely normal when i got home. She insisted that we should've smoked again the next night but i knew better and declined. she got mad at me but i told her that that wasn't normal. even though she kept on begging me to smoke with her i ignored her and stayed away from whatever it was that we smoked.

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