Skipping

Isn’t as hard as one might think.

All we had to do was walk straight

out the front doors of our school.

No one looked, & no one asked.

I’m not going to lie, I was pretty

nervous about getting caught.

Nolan says the teachers don’t

know your skipping, only the

attendance woman really knows

who’s skipping, & who’s actually

at home sick. When she finds out

she calls home. I guess I should

probably worry about that phone

call, but my dad won’t be getting

home until after supper time. I’ll

have to make sure I’m home first.

But now we’re on our way to Aarons 

house. Nolan says we needed to stop

by there to pick up, which I guess is 

buying weed. Picking it up. 

After that, I suppose we’re going to get

high together. 

I waited in the car

While Nolan went into Aarons

house, money in hand.

Aaron waved from the door,

& gave me a smile.

Translation:

I knew you’d be back.

Clearly I enjoyed it

& was looking to do

it again. I sorta hope

we didn’t have to do

it with Aaron again.

I believe I deserve

some alone time

with Nolan, &Mary J.

Nolan came out quickly,

I could see the baggy in

his pocket. He jumped in

the truck & tossed the bag

my way. Smell that, it’s

some dank bud.

Yeah, Like I knew what

that meant. Either way, I 

smelt it, & the scent was strong.

Fresh & clean, it smelt  like 

summer. It had little orange

hairs all over the dark 

green leaves, which made

it kind of pretty.

But how do we smoke this

in little hunks? I’ve only 

smoked it as a joint before, 

& I don’t see any papers around.

“What are we smoking

this out of?” I pretended

to know what I was talking

about.

We started driving down

the street, towards a small

riverside parking lot. Check

the glove box. He pointed

while steering us around

a corner, & into a parking

spot.

I opened the glove box &

immediately saw a pipe, as

well as a 1L pop bottle

with a bag hanging from it.

The pipe seemed a little more

straight forward, so I grabbed