The Flock and I'd decided we'd take a break from saving the world and go live with my Grandmother, Glenda, Dr. Martinez's mother. We were currently hold up in some trees, trying to decide if we should just ditch Glenda and just go into Canada.
"No," I said, shaking my head. Fang shot me a death glare. "She's my grandmother! I can't just ditch her…"
"Wait, Max." We all looked at Angel. "Dr. Martinez told me to tell you she bought you a house near Grandma Glenda's! I'm sorry…I just forgot." I smiled.
"S'okay, Angel. 'Least we didn't give Glenda a scare," I chuckled. Fang rolled his eyes. He'd been…angrier in the past few days than I remember in his whole life. Always snapping answers and insulting me…it was kind of worrying me.
"Up and Away, guys." With that, we headed off to where Angel had said Dr. Martinez's extra house was.
The next morning, I woke up in my own cushy bed in my own huge room. The house was a mansion, I swear. Seven bedrooms, two and a half baths, a kitchen, a living room with a big screen, a family room, a basement, the works!
I hauled myself out of bed with a grown, feeling better rested than I had in years. I was 17 now and I intended to have better "health" and what-not.
Fang, Iggy, and I are now 17; Nudge is 14; Gazzy is 11; and Angel, my baby, is 9. Oh, and did I mention that I've also been addicted to marijuana for a year now?
Yes, I know. "It's bad!" "It harms your body!" Well, my body is perfectly fine. I'm not suffering from symptoms, except getting high, so no one has noticed. Fang almost caught me once, and I think he knows, but for now, I'm just playing it cool.
No one was awake yet so I decided to go have a joint far back into the forest so no one would catch me. I quietly and quickly dressed in stonewashed skinny jeans, a black tee shirt, and slid on my Vans.
I grabbed my make-up/drug bag and opened my window. Sliding out carefully, I rocketed far away.
I landed in a really pretty meadow with tall grass that swayed in the thick wind. It felt like it was going to rain soon, so I quickly sat down, cross-legged, and pulled out my last joint.
Just as I'd put it to my lips and was about to light it, I caught a glimpse of a whole freaking family! I put the joint down, staring at them with a dangerous look on my face. I stood slowly, joint and lighter still in hand. I held it out innocently.
"Want a puff?" One brunette girl looked nervous and started to rub her arms. I could see her chill-bumps from here. I looked her straight in the eye. "You're in withdrawal."
EPOVHow dare this girl accuse Bella of smoking pot! She was just a crazy pothead…
"Yeah," Bella whispered, staring straight back at the girl. "I started about two months ago and I haven't been getting better very well."
Two months ago…when we left…
The girl, still holding the joint, cringed and shrugged, lighting it and taking a big puff.
"Yeah. I can't go into withdrawal, being an Avian-Human Hybrid and all." She simply kneeled back down and tossed a cigarette Bella's way, a yellow lighter, too. Bella stuck the cigarette in her mouth and lit it happily, sighing when she blew the smoke out.
"B…Bella…" I whispered. She looked up at me sadly.
"Jacob…he had some. Told me he only smoked on weekends…I tried one when he was in the bathroom. I'm sorry," she whispered. She went to sit with the girl, crossing her legs Indian-style.
"So, what's your name?" The girl traded Bella her joint for Bella's cigarette, taking a long drag.
"Max. Maximum, but I like Max better," she said, taking drag. Bella laughed.
"Bella. Isabella, but only Bella." The two girls giggled for a bit, then Max invited Bella back to her house. She glanced at my family and I, smirking at our shocked faces.
"You guys wanna come too?" she asked, standing and stomping out her cigarette. Bella handed back the joint and Max took the longest drag I've ever seen, then stomped it out. She laughed and Bella wobbled.
MPOVBack at the house, I knew the Flock would be up and worrying. And I'd smoked another joint with Bella on the way back, so I was pretty stoned. I unlocked the front door and stumbled inside, giggling like an idiot when I had to grab the door for support. Bella laughed hysterically, trying not to fall on her face.
"Max?" Angel gasped. I giggled again and took another drag from my cigarette, tossing it out the door. I slammed the front door and clawed at Bella's arm, trying not to fall. I laughed with her.
"C…come on! Here's the couch, let's use the table." I dumped out my razor and my pot bag, plus some paper. The Flock stared at me in shock.
"Full or half, Bella Banana?" I giggled, pouring the pot onto the little mirror I had. I made one joint for me and rolled it, pinching the edges flat. Bella giggled.
"Full, Max a Million." We burst into hysterics and I stumbled to my feet. Fang caught my arm before I fell.
"You want a…a beer or something Bella Babe? Or I got some booze upstairs!" I called over my shoulder. Bella lit her joint and took a short drag.
"BOOZE!" she shouted. I stumbled up the stairs, Fang following angrily.
"Max what the hell is wrong with you?! Keeping drugs and alcohol in the house with the kids?!" he screamed. I shoved the booze in his face, tossing back a drink.
"Yes! Now drink your fucking share or I will for you!" I screamed back. He growled but took the bottle, tossing back a long swig. I could tell he liked it, and that he'd done it before.
"Now we're getting somewhere," I giggled and pushed the bottle's butt up, making him drink again. I was so high I couldn't even see straight.
A/N: This is my first story! I love you guys! R&R!! (Sorry if the joint thing isn't right! Never done it)