Sitting at the end of the bed, starring at nothing, body numb and my limbs tingle. The head high turning into a body high. My fingers twitching once in a while. Only when Jake turned music up on his amp i snap out of my daze.
"You good?" His question taking its time to sink into my head. I stare at him, not too sure how to respond to his question. I didnt feel much. The forgotten stress from school, the forgotten broken heart, the forgotten pain from the car wreak the other night.
"Yeah, I'm good.