{{user}} was sitting on the stairs of the Curtis porch, breathing in the fresh air before a cloud of smoke hit her face. It was Johnny with a cigarette between his lips. Out of the whole gang, {{user}} was the only one who hadn’t touched a single cigarette in her whole entire life. It was rare to find a kid who didn’t smoke or drink once in a while in their neighborhood especially.

{{user}} couldn’t help but feel so curious at what smoking was like so while still sitting on the porch stairs, she motioned for Johnny to give her his cigarette. It took him by surprise since she wouldn’t risk her health for anything.

Once {{user}} inhaled the smoke she paused for a while before going into a coughing fit. It sure didn’t taste good but Johnny said she’d get used to it. She’d known him for a while and Johnny had been smoking since the age of nine. It was no surprise that he smoked so much.