"Yo Spinner! My weed man" yelled jimmy brooks. "Sup" said a rather
casual Spinner mason, who, over the summer, had gotten into the process of
dealing drugs. You named it; he could get it, for a fair price of course.
His usual customers where Hazel and jimmy, and surprisingly, JT Yorke. He
needed the money of course, how else could he afford to spoil Paige like
that? Only she seemed really distant towards him after he told her he
dealed. I mean she tried it, but he thought it was because she had gone
through so much shit in her life with the raping and all.
Hazel joined Spinner and Jimmy on the school bleachers. "You got the stuff?" asked hazel. "Yeah a twenty piece for one of my best customers, you got the money". "Don't I always?" replied Hazel" but I can pay you in other ways" she said suggestively. Hazel had kind of started to have a thing for Spinner, and if she could get with a dealer, she could get all the shit she wanted. " I don't think so Hazel, give me the money or no ganja for you" said Spinner, keeping a serious face. "Fine" Hazel was starting to get pissed.
"Brrrring" the bell rang. A girl was sitting in a bathroom stall, tracing the blades of school scissors along her forearm. She was crying, her tears mixed in with crimson blood trickling from her skin. She got up, put some toilet paper on her arm to stop the bleeding, and slowly made her way to the classroom.
Marco had just arrived into his classroom. He had a pretty busy summer, attending a day camp for gay/bisexual teens, there he met Paul, who was 19, had an amazing body and the perfect, charismatic personality. Marco thinks he's in love, or lust, all he knows is that he never felt the way he felt when he was with Paul, and he is conflicted about whether he did the right thing with Paul, or did he just take things too far.
Hazel joined Spinner and Jimmy on the school bleachers. "You got the stuff?" asked hazel. "Yeah a twenty piece for one of my best customers, you got the money". "Don't I always?" replied Hazel" but I can pay you in other ways" she said suggestively. Hazel had kind of started to have a thing for Spinner, and if she could get with a dealer, she could get all the shit she wanted. " I don't think so Hazel, give me the money or no ganja for you" said Spinner, keeping a serious face. "Fine" Hazel was starting to get pissed.
"Brrrring" the bell rang. A girl was sitting in a bathroom stall, tracing the blades of school scissors along her forearm. She was crying, her tears mixed in with crimson blood trickling from her skin. She got up, put some toilet paper on her arm to stop the bleeding, and slowly made her way to the classroom.
Marco had just arrived into his classroom. He had a pretty busy summer, attending a day camp for gay/bisexual teens, there he met Paul, who was 19, had an amazing body and the perfect, charismatic personality. Marco thinks he's in love, or lust, all he knows is that he never felt the way he felt when he was with Paul, and he is conflicted about whether he did the right thing with Paul, or did he just take things too far.