TWENTY NINE A

Guilty and fidgeting, the freshman looked around the library hoping no one was looking his way. Two other boys approached him looking more excited than him. "We're all here. Let's go." One of the boys who came up to him said. He was thinner than the one beside him and the fidgeting boy.

"I don't think this is a good idea."

The boy beside the thin one scoffed. "And you're just saying this now? Cory snatched a pack from his dad's stash. We're doing this. We're going under the bleachers and we're doing this." They whispered among themselves.

"No we're not going to smoke this under the bleachers like every other student does." Cory stated... Cory being the thin boy. "The back of that burning house is perfect. No one goes there."

"Because it's a burnt house. A little mishap and it just might go up in flames. I'm not doing this. It's really a bad idea."

"Fine. Be a wuss then." The boy beside Cory said.

"Nothing is going to go wrong Joe. So come on. What happened to