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27-A puff of relaxation

I would have stood there, listening to that comforting tune but then it stopped suddenly. I came to Alice's door and knocked. The big 'DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT' sign on her door stared back at me.

"What?" She responded on the other side, her voice sharp. How rude. What if it had been dad or mom standing here at the door and not me?

I opened the door and walked in slowly. The strong smell of weed rushing into my nose. She was sitting on her bed, legs crossed, the flute in one hand and the other hand holding a blunt. I did not know that Alice smokes. She's always been quarreling with Nathan and Francis about her not being on anything. But here she was.

She was still in her navy skinny jeans, black cropped top, jean jacket with rips and still in her boots.

"What?" She asked staring at me blankly, like I wasn't welcome in her room.

"What are you doing?" I looked at the blunt in her hand.

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