Whatsername, chapter 1
I woke to the sound of pebbles tapping on my bedroom window. Outside, I heard a familiar voice calling me. “An! Hey An! Come outside!� With sarcasm I said, “I wonder, who could it be,� I rolled my eyes, got off my bed and poked my head out the window. A boy with longish brown hair was standing outside.
“Billie Joe, I’m not in the mood� He sighed.
“C’mon An. Even you don’t deserve to be locked up in your room all day by the Wench step mom of yours. Besides, it’s you 16th birthday; you should be out having fun... I’ll see you at John’s house. Bye!�
“Billie wa-.� Before I could finish, he left.
In my mind, I’m thinking “Emma’s going to kill me... but what the hell, it’s my birthday.� I opened my window wide enough for me to squeeze through. I slipped through and onto the roof. It was about a 20-foot drop so I walked over to the ledge and jumped onto the old shed, then climbed down the trellis, and opened up the front gate and headed to Johns house.
When I got there, there was only a hand full of people. Billie Joe, John (of course, it’s his house, Mike, and other people. John approached me and said “Hey An, happy birthday.�
“Uh- Thanks.� After hanging out for a few minutes, one of Billie Joe’s friends called me over. He was sitting on the couch with some other people smoking pot. He handed me a joint and told me to try it.
“I don’t know...� I started to feel a little uncomfortable.
“C’mon. Try it. It’ll be your first pot experience right?�
I sighed and grabbed from his hand. I inhaled and then started coughing. The guy started chuckling and said
“Yeah, I remember my first time�
I couldn’t stop coughing so I handed it back to him and went to the bathroom. I ran the faucet and waited for the water to get warm and I splashed it in my face then grabbed the hand towel hanging by the door and dried my face. I gazed into the mirror and everything got blurry. Whoa... I walked out of the bathroom and my body kept swaying. It was hard for me to keep balance. I started towards the living room where everyone was but I couldn’t find my way. Then, I saw Billie Joe. He was looking at me in a confused way. I collapsed into his arms. Before I blacked out I said, “Where the hell am I?�
“Billie Joe, I’m not in the mood� He sighed.
“C’mon An. Even you don’t deserve to be locked up in your room all day by the Wench step mom of yours. Besides, it’s you 16th birthday; you should be out having fun... I’ll see you at John’s house. Bye!�
“Billie wa-.� Before I could finish, he left.
In my mind, I’m thinking “Emma’s going to kill me... but what the hell, it’s my birthday.� I opened my window wide enough for me to squeeze through. I slipped through and onto the roof. It was about a 20-foot drop so I walked over to the ledge and jumped onto the old shed, then climbed down the trellis, and opened up the front gate and headed to Johns house.
When I got there, there was only a hand full of people. Billie Joe, John (of course, it’s his house, Mike, and other people. John approached me and said “Hey An, happy birthday.�
“Uh- Thanks.� After hanging out for a few minutes, one of Billie Joe’s friends called me over. He was sitting on the couch with some other people smoking pot. He handed me a joint and told me to try it.
“I don’t know...� I started to feel a little uncomfortable.
“C’mon. Try it. It’ll be your first pot experience right?�
I sighed and grabbed from his hand. I inhaled and then started coughing. The guy started chuckling and said
“Yeah, I remember my first time�
I couldn’t stop coughing so I handed it back to him and went to the bathroom. I ran the faucet and waited for the water to get warm and I splashed it in my face then grabbed the hand towel hanging by the door and dried my face. I gazed into the mirror and everything got blurry. Whoa... I walked out of the bathroom and my body kept swaying. It was hard for me to keep balance. I started towards the living room where everyone was but I couldn’t find my way. Then, I saw Billie Joe. He was looking at me in a confused way. I collapsed into his arms. Before I blacked out I said, “Where the hell am I?�
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