This messed up fking dream

Girls, amirite?

You know how life likes to play huge pranks on you out of nowhere. You might be living the dream come true and then suddenly you step on a Lego. But not a simple Lego, a Lego that alone is able to destroy your entire life and shift your mood from happy go lucky to immediately depressed and empty. I'd argue that these Legos are all over the school's floor, but in this case, that small Lego that would ruin someone's life, was right in the middle of summer break.

Jay had just finished 9th grade, and instead of worrying about courses he would choose, he was just taking it easy, procrastinating most of the time. His days always started with waking up at 1pm after a lot of screaming from his mom, the annoying high pitched voice that would come from the kitchen hurrying him to come have lunch. He hadn't felt the sweet taste of a breakfast since the first week of summer break. Asking for breakfast was too much, it meant waking up early and that was a no no in Jay's summer rules. After eating a half-assed lunch that was probably microwaved, the computer would keep him company for the rest of the day. Everything he ever needed was inside that small and thin pc. Games, movies, social media, internet in general.

But I'm selling him short. He wasn't antisocial or a freak that stayed home all day. Well, he was very anxious and a bit of an introvert, but nothing would stop him from going out with friends, what he loved doing, but only if they were the ones planning. For his little lazy mind, calling someone to hang out required too much work. He didn't have many friends I must say, but the friends he had, he cherished more than he told them, and much much more than he cherished his precious computer.

He wasn't quite the normal kid you'd see in the street. He had tired eyes and hair that grew until his shoulders, just enough to put in a small bun. His greenish eyes were as intimidating as a man with a pinky the size of your entire hand. It also didn't help the he had a posture that transpired a very, well, crackhead vibe. He would walk with his back a little bit curved and always with his hands in any type of pocket, it would be a nightmare for that damn boy to have to wear something without pockets, his hand would just be awkwardly going all over the place. And I can't hide the fact that he did indeed smoke, but only weed and with his only also crackhead friend Rich. Ironic the name seeing as he was an absolute poor bitch. Poor in atitude of course. What people call the "fuck boy" type. He'd try to get his way with innocent girls that didn't have half the patience to deal with him, and not to mention that he would fail miserably. But besides all of his flirty side, he was a chill dude that would always hear Jay's problems and try to help, at his own weird "manly way".

They would smoke weed once a week or so, and those sessions were absolute chaos and fun. Convincing Rich's mom that they were studying was the first step to chaos and, thankfully for them, it always worked. Then they'd walk calmly to the room where it happens. Rich would open the last drawer and take out the little bag with the honesty remedy inside of it. The moment they'd start smoking, there was no going back.

This particular time, the topic of the conversation was girls, what coincidentally was Rich's favourite topic.

"I shit you not, she blushed" Rich said telling the story of his very successful pick up line that "actually" worked.

Jay layed on the old dirty puff and smiled:
"Look, I don't think girls can even hear the things you say anymore. You're like, an alien, trying to communicate with a different species. So let me tell you, they think you're OUT of this world" he laughed loudly at his own mediocre joke. And then breathing in and looking at Rich once again he explained further. "in a bad way of course."

"You know I had a girlfriend"

"No no no, liking Veronica from Riverdale doesn't count as having a girlfriend."

His tone changed to a more defensive one: "Dude, shut up, I mean a real girlfriend, a flesh human being that dated me"

Jay's eyebrow raised with confusion. But he stayed quiet hearing what the other was saying, for more weird and impossible that it sounded.

"Her name was Sam" his eyes wandered through the ceiling as a small smile appeared on his face. "She was my neighbor when we were 10. She literally lived in the apartment next door. We would go out and play together everyday, she would even come over for lunch. She had a massive crush on me, and I can't blame her, I was the cutest kid."

Jay chuckled and shook his head. Rich continued ignoring the friend's reaction:

"One day, she kissed my cheek, and I guess we started dating after that. We held hands and we shared our snacks. Yeah, too bad she was annoying as shit"

There's where I have to come in. In Sam's defense, she was a kid. But I can't disagree with Rich when it comes to her being a bit annoying. Let's just say she had a lot of energy inside her. Her parents struggled with putting her to sleep because she would just get up and watch TV minutes after they left her bedroom. Not to mention how clingy she was with Rich. I think she once broke a girl's Barbie for looking at her precious and beautiful boyfriend. It was hilarious for the parents to watch those two though, Sam's parents were happy she wouldn't ask about her charming prince or when he'd come, and Rich's mom was glad he was a "big boy" now. Most of the time, Sam would be squeezing her poor little boyfriend between her arms and filling him with small pecks on the cheek. But, again, in her defense, she was a kid, and we all know kids can be a handful. There's only some people who stay kids forever, but I'd like to think Sam wasn't like that.

"No surprise your only girlfriend was 'annoying'. You're annoying as shit yourself." Jay half joked. "If she was your neighbor, where is she now huh? Your only neighbours are the Stinton's and Clara, the weird artist chick that never leaves her room."

"Duh, she moved away some months later. Haven't seen her since"

"Mark that as the only girlfriend you'll ever have! Ahahahah!" Jay laughed not really caring that what he said wasn't that funny. It was apparent that when he was high he laughed at everything he said, even if it didn't make sense.

In Rich's mind, he'd accepted the fact that he would never see Sam again.

Or would he?

(Pretty cliché suspense thingy ending but idk how to end this so just take it)