Billy hargrove was not the person you should be hanging out around. Steve said it,, robin said it,, everyone said it,, He smoked,,drove crazy, did drugs,, etc. You couldn't help yourself when he asked you to come to his place one day after school.

" didn't harrington tell you not to hang out with me ,hmm?" He said pulling out a baggie of pills and cigarettes from his denim pocket ,, sipping on a can of beer,, your eyes instantly went down to the bag "I cant..." you mumble looking down ,, he

"You can though,, no one's here to stop you.." he grins looking up at you while lighting the same branded cigarette he always smoked,, it was nothing new,, you expected him to offer this stuff to you ,, "cmon,, try it,, it'll feel like heaven,, I promise" he mumbles,, his deep husky voice sending shivers down your spine,,

You take one of the cigarettes out of the pack,, putting it between your lips as he lights it for you,, his blueish grayish eyes looking up at you,, " inhale,, but don't swallow. " he instructs...