Thirteen
"It's happening so fast..."
Prologue
"It feels great, doesn't it? I love it..." Evie Zamora purred after inhaling the subtle fumes of the bong lying in front of her. She glanced at Tracy Freeland, her new best friend, sprawled on the floor with a pounding headache.
"God Damn, Evie, what the fuck did you put in there?" Tracy gasped, trying to regain her bearings. She sat up, the world spinning madly in front of her. She looked out of her window, praying her Mom wasn't home. Her house was shaped almost like an L, so she could see everything that was going on in the living room from her bedroom. Once certain they were alone in the house, Tracy relaxed again. She grabbed a beer bottle from on top of her dresser and took a long swig. Evie got up off the chair in front of the mirror and grabbed Tracy's hand.
"C'mon, Trace, we're going out. Put on your best bra, bitch!" Evie squealed and Tracy laughed crudely.
More to come later! Hope you all like!