The Joys of Arson

9

    Staring wide-eyed at the newly rolled joint, Alix dropped her head into her hands after hearing Judd's statement, sighing.

"I don't know how I'll act when I'm high"

"That's alright, retard, you're in safe hands"

     Lighting up and taking the first, long drag from the joint, exhaling and coughing lightly, Judd looks over at Alix, who sat there, dumbfounded at the smoke filling the car

"Your turn"

    Taking the joint from his calloused and slightly veiny hands, brushing his fingers lightly and sticking it in her mouth, and inhaling too abruptly, earning her a hearty cough and tears filling her eyes from coughing so intensely, giving back the joint to Judd who just sat and chuckled at her misery

"Wow, you really are a first-timer"

"Yeah, yeah, so what?"

"I dunno, it's just funny watching you suffer"

     Taking a long drag while staring deep into Alix's eyes, french inhaling, not breaking eye contact, and eventually properly inhaling and exhaling the smoke, Judd broke eyesight and holding his hand out, which wielded the burning joint, toward the girl.

    She cleared her throat, unsure of herself if she should continue smoking or not.

    Finalizing her decision, Alix gently grasped the joint, and placed it between her lips, and inhaling once more, this time, not embarrassing herself again, exhaled smoothly and handed it back to Judd.

    Hours pass by the two teenagers and it's clear that the two are stoned as hell.

"Hey, what time is it?"

"4 PM, why?"

    Alix glances at her phone screen, 17 missed calls and 32 unread texts from her younger brother and sister combined.

"Shit"