Chapter 5: Jasper
Jasper's POV:
"Eighty?"
"Take it or leave it." I snapped.
"Eighty is too much for this little." He sneered.
"Take it, or leave it, Alex."
"I'll take it. But Jasper, just because you're the only drug dealer around doesn't mean you should charge us a fucking arm and a leg."
I threw the bag at him and took the money, quickly counting out the twenties.
"You gonna smoke now?" he asked me, and I turned to look at him. My lips pulled back into a grin.
"Of course." I answered as if it were obvious, because, really, it was.
I opened my bag and pulled out some things, and quickly rolled a joint, and taking a lighter to the end. The flame licked at the paper and weed, and started blazing as I took a deep breath in, relishing in the sweetness. My mind buzzed and the back of my throat tickled as I inhaled. I exhaled in a cough, looking at Alex.
"Where do you get this shit?" he asked, taking a hit. "I can't find anything anywhere."
"Connections." I answered, thinking of where I got my drugs. Considering I was the only drug dealer around here, I could get away with selling shit to them over-priced. Sure, they complained, but if they fucking wanted it, they would buy it. I ordered it secretly from a friend who grows it.
Drugs are my life. I have nothing else. Not since my sister died.
Every type of drug suits me. Ecstasy, Meth, Marijuana, Coke, Pot, Pills, anything...I do it all. I let out a cough as I finished the joint, riding a new buzz.
"See ya..." I mumbled, grabbing my shit and walking out of the forest, towards the school. Forks High School.
You'll learn more about Jasper later….