Interlude.

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I never smoked in my life. Never thought of trying it either. Not until I met KP; the royal Kaash Paige. At least that's how everyone else knew her. I laid across her bed in her room as she laid next to me rolling up like she always did. I just laid there, watching her and entertaining the conversation that was going on. She's the only girl, well really person period, to catch my interest. She was naturally a huge flirt and had a way with people. She said I was different though. I had some way of getting her to open up to me. I watched her lick the blunt and then light it. She takes a puff and slowly exhales the smoke. 

KP: (smirks) Come on, take a hit.

Me: You know I don't smoke.

KP: (smacks lips) You have to try it at least once in your life.

I hesitantly grab the blunt and put it to my lips, not knowing what to do.

KP: (laughs and smacks my thigh) Just inhale it bro. 

I close my eyes and suck in as much as I can. I feel KP dying laughing and hitting my leg.

KP: YOOO CHILLL!

My eyes then pop open and I quickly snatch the blunt from my lips, handing it to her again. My throat was on fire. I damn near coughed my lungs up for 20 minutes straight. KP just sat there recording me, laughing. I hit her arm and try to catch my breath. 

Me: What (coughs) The  (coughs) Fuck!

KP: (wipes tears from her eyes) Nobody told you to do allat. 

She handed me her can of Arizona (Her favorites were Watermelon, Fruit Punch, and Kiwi Strawberry; she had Watermelon right now) and I downed that mothafucker. I finally caught my breath and I wanted to beat her ass. 

KP: (snickers) Wanna try again? 

Me: (scoffs) Try again?!?

KP: (shrugs shoulders) You did it wrong.

Me: (rolls my eyes) So how am I posed to do it?

KP: Look (takes blunt and takes a puff) The slower and less you do at a time, the more your high will set in. 

I hesitantly took the blunt and tried again, this time taking her advice. It wasn't bad at all now. I actually felt good. I felt like I was slowly sinking into the bed after each hit. I started getting comfortable with it and we were going back and forth with the blunt. 

Me: You got any snacks?

KP: (laughs) You got the munchies.

Me: What's that?

KP: Some people when they smoke they have a need to snack. 

Me: You get munchies?

KP: (gets up and walks over to a drawer) The biggest one there probably is. 

She threw some snacks at me and more. I grab a honey bun and devour it. She jumps back in bed, making me laugh and she kisses me on my forehead. I freeze for a second and we lock eyes. KP always been fine to me, no doubt. I just don't have time for her hoe ways. KP is DEFINANTLY for the streets. I rather stick to my role as her bestfriend. 

Me: What was that?

KP: What you mean? 

Me: (rolls eyes and scoffs) What you kiss me for?

KP: (moves closer to me and slides a piece of my hair back) You know... you always been beautiful to me. 

Me: (pushes my hand on her chest) I don't have time for your games KP.

KP: (grabs my hand and caresses it) Now you know... I always tell the truth. 

Me: Don't mean you play games. (pulls my hand away)

KP: (smacks lips) But for real tho... (makes a straight face) You the only one I would settle for, no kap. 

My mind went completely blank. I don't know how to feel about all this...

Me: (forces a giggle) Is the weed talking or what?

KP: (pushes lips to the side) You don't believe me?

Me: I do I just-

And just like that she pulled me in for a kiss. Not just any kiss either; a deep, passionate one. I couldn't help but to give in to her and kiss her back. She sat the weed plate to the side and slowly and softly caressed my face. I melted in her embrace. I was feeling all warm inside. She pulls me into her arms and holds me tightly. I didn't want this moment to end but it did as soon as my phone rang; my mom. She's probably just checking on me. I answer the call and I was right. I try to rush off the phone to save the moment but it was already gone. I throw my phone on the charger and look at KP.

KP: Come on, we got school in the morning.

She pulls the covers over us and pulls me close to her. She rubbed my back and I was sleep in no time. 



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