#dropeverything #younglove#highemotions#runaway
"Kelsey fucking McCann? Bullshit. You're lying."
"Don't say it like that..."
"Oh damn," a scrawny teen with greasy black hair twisted into a bun held up his hands, "defensive already. Must be a serious crush."
"You gonna pass that or what?"
"...Miss perfect know you're a pot head?"
Shawn grabbed the self rolled joint out of Tyler's hand, "...shut up...not exactly..."
"Ahh...so what else you leave out? Everything?"
"No... She knows about the wreck and some other stuff. Worry about yourself alright? I knew I shouldn't have said anything."
"You turn down Sasha to hang out with this rich bitch? Sasha puts out man and she liked you."
"Exactly. She likes everyone."
"Someone like you doesn't get to be picky."
Shawn looked down at his phone that vibrated; he handed the quickly shrinking joint back to Tyler.

Are you up? Can you please come pick me up? I had a bad fight with my mom.

Tyler started to laugh but ended up in a coughing, choking fit.

Pick you up? At your house?

"It's her...huh? Put that shit away. We're chilling."
"Smoke the rest of that and mind your own business."
"You're not even fun anymore."

I'm going to start walking. I'll be near 1217 Bishop Circle. If you're tired or busy I understand. I can't stay here.

I'll be there. Give me 15 minutes.

"As fun...