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Post by Eden Patridge on Sept 21, 2010 8:58:18 GMT -5
Eden looked over at her brother, giggling as she breathed in a cloud of smoke. The Patridge twins had ditched out between classes to catch a quick smoke before their last classes of the day. They'd sealed up Ben's car since he'd driven that day and had been hot boxing it up for what seemed like a few minutes but must have been longer as all of a sudden the twins watched students begin to pour out of the high school and into the parking lot. It seemed that they'd smoked throughout their final period. Oops.
Eden giggled again. "Oh well, let's just go home then," she said, leaning back into the passengers seat. She reached over to buckle up when she decided that she was cold. "You know what...I have a hoodie in my locker. I should grab it so its not stuck here all weekend."
"Cool," Ben said. "I'll breath some fresh air before we go," he said, cracking a window open and letting the weed scented smoke waft out into the parking lot. Really the twins were in risk of getting in major trouble right now but they were too high to really think about it or care.
"Cool," Eden repeated as she opened up her car door, smacking it right into someone. "Oh no! I'm so sorry," she laughed. She was laughing not because she was mean but just because she was high and it was hard not to laugh right now. "I hit someone," she called to Ben, before looking at the person who had just gotten smacked in the face by a jeep door. "Are you okay?" Eden asked. She clearly smelled like weed. It was pretty hard to miss unless the person was extremely naive.
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Post by dakotajade on Sept 21, 2010 17:07:23 GMT -5
God. Damn. Something. Smelled. Freaking. Amazing. Dakota had ditched half of her final class, claiming nausea. Not that it was a pure lie really, sitting in class was making her sick to her stomach. So she had skipped out, hit the girls room so it at least looked like she was bumming around not feeling well. Then she had taken off into the parking lot. And that's when she smelled it..the sweetest thing ever..the very breath of the gods themselves. Weed. Sweet, stinky, absolutly perfect weed. She had glared down at her stomach as if cursing the zygote within for not allowing her to partake in such succulant activities.
She was passing through the parking lot, finding the car that seemed to be the lucky vehicle. She literally groaned with want, kicking herself, or she would have until she one opened the door and slammed it right into her face. "Oh! God.." She cried out in pain, her hands covering her nose, which was gushing blood. The blond girl was laughing about it as she got out of the jeep. She at least asked if she was ok. She passed off the laughter as the girl being blazed out of her skull. God she missed that. "I think you broke my nose..damnit..now I'll never be prom queen." The last comment was full of clear cut sarcasm.
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Post by Eden Patridge on Sept 22, 2010 10:44:57 GMT -5
It took a moment for the fact the girl was bleeding for it all to register. "Shit," Eden finally said. She looked into the car at her brother who was just kind of staring off. "Ben! I hurt someone!" She reached in the car and grabbed a box of tissues that was sitting on the floor of the passenger's side of the jeep. "Here!" she said pulling as many tissues out of the box as she could and dropping half of them on the ground in the process. She thrust them over at the girl who claimed to have a broken nose. While she surprisingly didn't seem upset over this (Eden would have flipped if someone broke her nose), Eden still knew that this was bad.
"Ben! I need you!" she yelled at her brother. Ben hadn't heard the girl say she broke her nose. He didn't really know what his sister had done when he got out of the car. To be honest, his mind was elsewhere...elsewhere meaning thinking about Sloane. No, he didn't have a crush on her, and no he didn't expect them to even go on a date. But he'd lost his virginity to her and while he hadn't told anyone yet, not even Eden or Jett, it was all he was really thinking about, even while high.
However, his mind quickly changed gears as he saw the blood gushing out of the brunette. "Damn," he said. "What should we do?" he asked looking at his sister. "Take her to the hospital?"
"Yeah," Eden said, too high to realize how utterly useless the pair of them were being given the situation. "You want us to take you to the hospital? Ben's okay to drive. He drives high all the time," she ensure the brunette, as if that fact would instill some sort of confidence in her.
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Post by dakotajade on Sept 28, 2010 10:46:42 GMT -5
To someone who lived the life that Kota did, the amount of fights she had gotten herself into..and out of over the years, being slammed in the face with a car door was not such a huge deal. Nor was the broken nose. It wasn't her first, and she was sure it would not be her last. The girl who had gotten out of the jeep, the offender of her poor nose, seemed to be freaking out slightly, handing her a handful of tissues at least to stem some of the blood flow. "Yeah, thanks" She said, taking the paper and holding her head back despite the pain making her face want to explode.
The pair, who looked too similar to be anything but siblings seemed concerned, trying to figure out what to do to help her. The hospital was mentioned, to which Dakota shook her head. "No, no hospital." She answered, her voice muffled by her hands and the tissue. "can't afford that sort of bill." Not to mention, cops could be around, and even though she was entirely innocent in this venture, the others were Definitely not sober, which would lead into her being associated while being on probation yada yada.
"No hospital..really...just..some ice if we can find it..or maybe a hit or two of the herb you're both reeking of." At this point, yeah she was pregnant, but Dakota knew the weed would ease some of the pain for now at least.
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