Walking off the bus and heading towards school for the first time since June. It felt…odd being back. Most of your friends had graduated, aside from Zoe and Evan who you rarely spoke with

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Walking to your locker, the smell of weed hits you like a brick, just like school last year if one person wasn’t high on the first day then tons of people were. Opening your locker and putting away your books you hear a voice call your name, tiredly “Surprised you didn’t bail on homework and smelling like pot on the fish day, {{user}}” You follow the voice to see Connor, Zoe’s brother leaning against his locker with the look of a person who’d gotten high before school “I’m not high, before you say a thing I’m not” He says knowing you unfortunately too well. Knowing that you worried about him smoking and how he and Zoe got along