I'm so sorry for the delay in chapters, I'm stumped right now so I decided to write a crack-ish chapter based off a comment left on chapter 2. It is completely unrelated to where I am on the story right now and it makes barely any sense.
Just... don't ask.
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Jared checked the time on his phone. 1:43.

Two minutes until the arranged meet up time.

He walked up to the 7/11 and saw a hooded figure slumped against the side of the convenient store.

The closer he got, the more recognizable the figure seemed.

"Hey Michael. Is JD here yet?"
His voice called to the other teenage boy.

Michael turned to him and pulled his headphones off.

"No, but the real question is... do you have the shit?"
Michael smirked as he spoke.

Jared pulled his drawstring bag off his back and winked at the hoodie hearing boy.

A bell rang, signaling that a customer has opened the door. JD walked out of the 7/11, sucking on the straw of a slurpy. The others stared at him.

"What? You think I'd be late to something like this?"
JD teased.

Michael shrugged and pulled out six boxes of sushi. Jared opened his bag to reveal countless bathbombs. JD put down his slushy and pulled a box filled with dozens of slushies.

After the 'good shit' was prepared, Michael plugged his iPod Shuffle into the random radio that happened to be there and blasted Marley songs.

The boys danced and got high off of slushies, sushi, and bathbombs. They didn't stop until the 7/11 employees made them leave.

Some people had stopped by and even given them some money. Some joined in on the dance. Some mothers just hurried their children along so they wouldn't be around some strange teenagers, except for one cool mom who let her kids dance with them.

It was the highlight of their senior year.