Elizabeth Porter had never been a morning person, since she could remember she had been very competent in the art of ditching school. But today wasn’t like the others, it was “important”. Rolling over Bette took a frustrated swat at her alarm clock in an attempt to silence its incessant beeping. “*****” she complained to no one in particular, preparing to get up and start her morning ritual she threw the covers back and sat straight up. ‘The first day of senior year’ she thought to herself “well at least it almost over” she lazily mumbled to herself while heading toward the bathroom. Within 20 minutes she was dressed and heading out the door habitually skipping breakfast and rushing to her 96′ Camero. Picking up her cell phone she dialed and all too familiar number.

Bette: “I know you’re not still asleep”

Alice: “NoI’mnot thank you”

Bette:  “Why the pauses .you *****, who’s there with you???”

Alice: “No one nasty, I was rolling a joint when I was so rudely interrupted”

Bette: “Alice! You can’t get high before the first day of school.”

Alice: “And why the ***** not, you know if I pass it you’ll smoke it”

Bette: “That’s not the point, anyway I’m right around the corner, so shut up and come outside.”

Alice:” Ok later”

Pulling up in the cobble stone drive way Bette reached for her CD case choosing the perfect smoking CD was her specialty and she did so with ease. Selecting “The Doors: Greatest Hits” she popped it in as Alice was getting in the car and “People Are Strange” began to play.

Alice: “Great song, take the long way I got a fatty.”

Bette just nodded and pulled out into the street. Retrieving the “J” from her cigarette pack Alice held the spliff up, showing it off and grinning obviously pleased with herself. Bette chuckled to herself shaking her head at Alice, she was such a dork sometimes but that’s what Bette loved about her. They did just what Alice suggested and took the long way to school, the really long way actually, Bette had made couple of wrong turns and they were running late. They speed into the parking lot with only 6 minutes to spare. Bette glanced at her dash clock and decided she had enough time to have a smoke before she made a run for class.

Alice: “Damn Porter I can’t believe you almost got us lost, look at the time we can’t even go get munchies.”

Bette: (Now feeling the pot and finding the whole thing mildly amusing) “It was your idea to smoke the joint and take the long way so I think it’s your fault”

Alice: (High as a kite) “..well.wait (giggles)what are we talking about?”

Bette: (Shaking her head and laughing) “That’s a damn shame. (Pointing at Alice) This is your brain on drugs”

Alice: “Ha ha ha very funny you’re just as burnout as me, you just have a graceful way of portraying it.”

Bette: (rolling her eyes) “Whatever, I’ll see you later, thanx for the wake-n-bake”

Alice: “Yeah, no prob, got another for the ride home, see ya then.”

Parting ways they headed off towards their respective parts of the building. Power-walking to her class Bette made it in the room just as the bell was ringing. Plopping down in the seat farthest from the front of the class she exhaled gratefully. “Open your agenda’s and turn to the fist page, let’s review the Code of Conduct” The teacher bellowed drearily. Subconsciously sucking air through her teeth Bette disregarded the teacher’s instructions and pulled out her notebook and began an elaborate cartoon of herself murdering the “Code of Conduct”. She laughed to herself and thought ‘Man I really owe Alice one if I wasn’t high I’d probably kill myself out of boredom.’

TBC..