Where do all the juvenile delinquents here hang out?
I need a cigarette anyway."
"Just go out the door at the end of this hall, make a
left and go past the gym. Thereís an area to the
right of it that for some reason the teachers here
have never found out about yet. Thereís usually a
bunch of kids smoking cigarettes there or even that
"Sounds good to me. Iíll be back here when this class
ends. Think maybe you can cut out early? School
sucked the first time around and this is only
reminding me of how much it does."
"Maybe. Thereís this guy named Chris that smokes
there a lot. I think heís cute. If you can talk him
into coming with us then maybe we can go see a movie
"Consider it done."
She goes to her class and I make my way to the
smoking section. When I get there, there are seven
kids hanging out there smoking.
"Hey. Someone give me a cigarette please. Are any of
you guys Chris?"
One tall kid wearing a leather jacket and torn jeans
walks over and gives me a cigarette.
"Iím Chris. Who the hell are you?"
"My nameís Peace. I hitchhiked down here from NYC and
am visiting my sister Danielle. She dragged me to one
class already and wants to drag me to more. I asked
if sheíd cut out early and she said only if you would
She thinks youíre cute."
"No shit? Hell yeah Iím down. Do you smoke bud?"
"Hell yeah. Let me just bum a cigarette first."
I finish the nasty ass Marlboro he gave me and then
we smoke a joint between 4 of us. Three of the other
kids bounced as soon as we lit the joint.
"So what are you dudeís names?" I ask the other
"Thatís Brian in the jeans jacket. This is Jeff and
Ron. Theyíre brothers." says Chris.
"Did you really hitchhike down here from New York?"
"No. I really came from New Jersey but it sucks
there so I deny it. I spend all my time in NYC
"Thatís still far. Youíre crazy, man." says Ron.
"Someoneís got to do it. So who else wants to cut
"I will." says Brian.
"We have too many absences to take off today", says
Jeff as he passes me the joint.
I take 2 deep drags and pass it to Brian. Then I use
Ronís marker to write Sik Fuk on the wall, this time
putting "NYC Ya Laterí under the tag.
We talk more and they ask me a lot of questions
about New York City. They canít believe that there
are actually stores in New York that you can buy pot
from. I tell them that is one of my favorite things
about the city.
"Well, class is about to end. You guys ready?"
"Yeah." says Brian and Chris. We say bye to Jeff and