Author's Note I've got to warn you guys: DRUGS! They don't exactly use it just yet, but just so you know. I don't want to offend anyone and I'm sorry if I'm going to, I don't mean it!

Jake

"What's up?" I asked Ed, Mark and Nathan as I walked into the alley.

"Nothing much," Nathan replied. "Check out this new comic we pinched."

I did a double take. "You stole it?" I asked.

"Sure," Mark shrugged. "No big deal." He paused thinking. "Jake, when's your dad's funeral?"

"This Friday," I said.

"So, it's Wednesday today," Ed said thoughtfully. "That's in two days time!"

"Actually less than two days," I corrected. "It's Wednesday afternoon."

"Anyway, we were thinking of coming," Nathan said. "You know, pay our respects or something like that."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," Ed said. "Hey Jake, we've been friends for about a couple of weeks now and we've seen something."

My head snapped up. I hadn't morphed since the accident; it couldn't be anything that had to do with that. Unless they were Yeerks and had seen the others morph then put two and two together.

"We can tell you're really down on this whole car accident thing," Ed continued and I breathed a sigh of relief. "And we have just the cure."

He reached inside his jacket pocket and pulled out something. I stared at it for a minute and then I recognised what it was. Inside the plastic bag Ed was holding up, was a leafy substance.

"Is that…?"

"Marijuana," Nathan said happily. "We've been using for a couple of years now."

"You buy it?" I asked.

"We grow it," Mark corrected.

"How do you get away with it?" I asked, cautiously.

"We grow it in my backyard," Ed said. "My dad's half dead all the time since mum died so he has no idea."

"Anyway," Nathan said. "We're giving this to you."

I looked at it uneasily.

"Trust us," Mark said. "It'll be great. We know how much it hurts to have someone died; we've all had it done to us. Taking this will save you."

I stared at it. I was desperate for this sinking, painful feeling to go away. But taking drugs? I was always against that. I hated drugs and what they did to people.

"We won't pressure you or anything," Nathan said. "We know you're not into all this stuff and that's cool, but we're just trying to help."

I grabbed it out of Ed's hands. "Alright," I said.

They smiled at me.

"Don't inhale it just yet," Mark said. "Save it for when you really need it. Like the funeral."