Chapter 1

244DUD As none of us actually own a car we ended up walking to Wendy's. A mile away. Stoned out of our minds. But fuck if we werent determined. The entire trip there took a little less than a half hour, but seemed like 2 hours. When we got ther we all got chicken nuggets and Frosty's.

Afterwards we decided to go to the park which was right across the street. Now Ninsdale may not be the nicest town in the world but it was ok, you know the streets are safe to roam at night, people leave there doors unlocked and all that bullshit, so te park was pretty fuckin nice. It was about 20 acres of forest with a play ground on the edge of it and running track circling it. It being early october, the leaves had started turning and there were dry leaves on the ground crinkling under our feet as we walk.

It had been a good hour and a half since we toked up so we were starting to come down, but it might be awhile before we would be sober. Mostly we just hung out on the edge of the woods and bullshit around until it became dark, and thats exactly what we did just like any old Saturday. And just like any old Saturday, as soon as night began to fall, our parents started calling us in.

First to go was Carly since her mom was really strict and, despite her atheistic views towards religion, insisted she had to get up early to go to church. Next was Maddy and kissed her goodbye and she left. then finally Brandon had to go home too. Soon it was just me.

Usually Im not the last one left, but since my parents would be out of town til Tuesday and my little sister was staying with her grandparents i decided i could stay out a little later than normal. So i sat on a bench while i was coming down, and listened to the night. I heard crickets, and frogs, drips of water falling of the trees, i could here the cars on the road. I dont know if it was me coming down or if i was just really relaxed, I felt almost serene. Everything started to fade to black peaceful abyss...

I snapped my eyes open when I realised i had been dosing off. I wondered what had startled me out of my little trance, and nearly jumped when I turned and saw that there was a girl sitting next to me about a foot to my left.

She looked famiuliar. She was tall, 5'10", 5'11" maybe, with a round face, pale skin, and freckles. She wore a comfy looking gray sweatshirt, tight black yoga pants, and a black bandana tied into a bow in her shoulder length blonde eyeliner made a thick black circles around her eyes and her lips were curled around a cigarette. I smelled somethiung familiar and odd. No not a cigarette, a joint. I smelled weed.

I looked over a bit nervously. "Um... Hi?" I'd always been very confident and outgoing, at school i was pretty popular. I was nice so alot of people liked me and girls seemed to think I was pretty good looking. But something about this girl made me feel differently. Like I wanted to leave her on that bench and go home, but at the same time I wanted very badly to talk to her.

She glanced over at me and smirked a bit, "Hi." She said, her voice uncharacteristically low. Not manly, just not as high as youd think itd be.

I eyed the joiint hanging out of her mouth carefully, "...You know your in like... a public place... right?... And there are... like... cops...?"

"Oh," she chuckled at that before turning to me. "Wanna hit?" she said holding the roll out to me between 2 fingers. Trust me, I know your not supposed anything offered to you by a stranger, especially for free. But something about her made me want to take a hit, and it wasnt just my desire to be high.

I took the jopint in 2 fingers and took a long drag and held it in as long as I could before letting it out smoothly. And as I passed the weed back to her it occured to me. Everything made sense; why i wanted to stay and talk to her, why I took a hit of her joint, and why I was even still sitting here. She looked fucking gorgeous.

Taylor's cute and all, but this girl, whoever she was, was beautiful as fuck. And as she looked at me, almost like she was impressed, I knew what I wanted.

We sat there and smoked the rest of that joint and then one more that I rolled on the spot.

"So what's your name even?" I asked between hits.

She let out a plume of smoke before answering. "Gwinn. What about you?"

"David," I said taking the roll. "But most people just call me Dee."

"Ok. Dee. Cool." It occured to me that we were now sitting so close that our legs were touching.

I was starting to feel the effects of the weed bigtime now. my visions tilting and leaning and Gwinn began looking even more beautiful.

She looked over at me. "How about a shotgun?"

My heart stopped. "Ok." I said trying to hide myexcitement. She took a long drag from the roll and turned towards me. As our lips touched my mind exploded, it was like a dozen fireworks going off at the same time. I felt her blow smoke into my mouth and began to inhale. I didnt hold it in very long before i let it out and as soon as I did I turned to see Gwinn's eyes locked on mine. She leaned in and I followed her lead, our lips werent even an inch a way and then they were touching. Locked together. I lightly nibbled her lower lip and her mouth opened slightly, I took my chance and slid my tongue just behind her lips, as her tongue slid over over mine into my mouth. She tasted good. I knew that flavor but i couldn't put my finger on it.

And just like that it was over. She pulled away, our faces stil inches apart and smirked. "Cool" she said as she stood up.

"What? Where are you going?" I asked, sounding more panicked than I intended.

She giggled, " Aw, is someone worried? It's cool, im just going home. It's like midnight." She began to walk away but then turned around. "If you wanna hangout sometime soon, text me." She said as she handed me a piece of paper with seven magic numbers scribbled on it.

at that moment i had but one thought. Yes. Yes. Fuck yes!