The Vaping Girlfriend

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I'm so fucking pissed at Tyra, man. Fuck her. Well, might as well fuck Liam.

When we get out of detention, he's waiting for me in front of school. Your boy Matty fucking Smokes is there as well. He tells us Liam made him wait so we could get a ride. "He's really into that fucking pussy of yours", he says. What a jerk.

We get in the car, and my boyfriend keeps putting his hand on my leg. It bothers me a little. Tyra then says "hey, man, you fucking sure she's into that?". I know what she means, but the boys don't. I'm no cherry nor dyke, so I say "it's fine, he's my boyfriend, right?".

I don't really know why that bothered me so much. Liam likes it, though. Great. He starts kissing me. Perfect. I hate my fucking life. Matty tells us to stop, and THAT is the first time he says something that's not completely fucking useless.

I realize Tyra gets uncomfortable when Liam and I kiss. And that's the second thing I add to the list of reasons why kiss Liam (the first one is to make him stop talking). To my surprise, Matty is the person I hate the less in this car right now. Who would have thought.

When I get home, I'm relieved. What a terrible day. I just wanna go cry in my bed. But that peaceful moment doesn't last long, cause my "friends" are gonna go out tonight and I must go too. They're gonna pick me up later and I can't say no, cause they're calling me a fucking pussy and a fucking party pooper. Except for Tyra. She doesn't say anything.

I don't know what's up with her. I think she's jealous cause I have a boyfriend and she doesn't. Well too bad.

Anyway, I go to my room, cause there's only a few hours available for me to cry before they come pick me up. I cry, but I'm not sure why anymore. Is it because I like Tyra? Is it because I don't like Liam? Is it because Tyra is being a jerk? Is it because I hate this town and this school and these friends and this peer pressure? I don't know, but I'll just assume it's because all of that, cause I don't even care anymore.

They come pick me up and my parents don't even mind. The perks of used to being a wallflower. We're heading to the beach, they tell me in between ghostings. I'm on it, honestly. Bring me those fucking 50 fucking nic, my man.

When we get to the beach I'm already pretty light headed. There's a luau and already a bunch of people. We gather around the fire. I guess I'm officially a cool kid now, cause I seem to fit in. I'm vibing with the dancing flames of the fire when Liam pulls me aside and tells me Matty lended him his car. I don't fully grasp what he's saying until we get there and start making out. Oh, so that's what he means, I think.

We get on the back seat and he takes his shirt off. "You got a juul?" I ask. "Always". I blow a fatty ghost on his face. But that's not the only thing I blow there. I don't even know what's happening anymore. The car is foggy, almost as much as my thoughts. We don't take long, though. Boys...

We get back to the party and I tell Matty, making sure Tyra is listening, "hey, sorry if we made a mess out of your car". He's saying something excitedly, but I pay little to no attention. I catch Tyra's reaction though. She tries to play it cool, but she's not fooling me. Was I really into that chick? Pathetic.

The night goes on pretty calmly then. Just a bunch of kids vaping 50 nic juuls. What a time to be alive. I'm about to try two juuls at once when Tyra sits beside me and asks "hey, what flavor is that?", "cool mint, bitch", I reply. "Cool. Can I try?". I pass the iphone charger looking thing to her and she blows little donut looking clouds. She may be a jerk, but she's so fucking hot. And under the light of the fire? She can hit me like this juul anytime she wants.

"So, did you get it on?" she asks. I shrug. In a way I did it to mess with her, so I don't wanna talk about it. "Guess you're not a cherry nor a dyke after all", she says, white smoke coming out of her mouth. "Guess not", I say quietly.

Well, this is awkward. I feel it's time for an apology, but I'm not the one who said mean things. She turns to me and says "hey, wanna do something cool?". Then she vapes on my face and laughs. "You were supposed to breath it in!". "Oh, alright". She does it again and I lean close to her to get the most of it. She's right, this is cool. I do the same to her. I could spend the whole night like this.

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