My British Rebel - Liam

I slowly put the joint to my mouth and inhaled the nicotine. I blew the smoke out into the cold winter air making me a little light head signaling me it was working. I took a few more huffs before dropping it on the sidewalk and stomping on it.

"Ready?" He asked I nodded "More then I ever will be " I said triggering the lighter making the flame rise up. "In the count of three " He said lighting his match.

"3"I yelled then threw the light towards the house. He threw the match and the house burst into flames. All the memories, secrets, and worthless people burned down to ashes with the house.

We could hear there screams which made us laugh. "Its their own fault, we told them if they ever said anything they would die" He said grabbing two joints out of his pocket and lighting them up.