Fools

5- Sam

Sam

Jason and Noah were still outside and it had been fifteen minutes since I walked back into the house. How long did it take them to get high? Why did they feel the need to get high? Didn't their middle school make them go through the D.A.R.E program?

I couldn't stop thinking about it and it wasn't even a big deal... was it? So when Cater got up and said something about going to the bathroom, I waited before he's out of sight and blurted out, "Noah smokes weed," to my sister and Emily.

The two girls looked up from their phones. "Yeah, Jason and him have been smoking weed since they were like thirteen," Emily told me.

"Jesus," Haven muttered. Thirteen? Five years of smoking pot... I mean I guess weed isn't that bad, right? But, at thirteen? I heard it's a gateway drug.

"Yeah, but don't let Kaitlyn know. She caught Noah smoking once and totally flipped out. She has to do a drug test for volleyball and she thought Noah cumming in her would leave a trace of it." Emily chuckled, "she's such an idiot, but I love her." Emily must've seen a sour look on my face- which I hadn't realized I was making until she said, "oh, right, no talk of hetero sex," she joked.

Haven laughed. It wasn't the 'hetero' sex that bothered me, but whom the sex was between.

Then Haven switched the subject before I could rebuttal Emily's statement. "Who's Zach Price?" My sister asked with a tone that read she had a crush on him.

"Zach Price? Why?" Emily questioned.

"He's in a few classes of mine. He sits next to me in math. And he just followed me on Instagram," she told us with a smile.

"Oh, girl don't do it," Emily said. "Zach Price is a fuck boy. He'll ruin your life."

"But he's so..." Haven was still smiling down at her phone. I looked over her shoulder and she was scrolling through his Instagram. She pulled up a picture and turned the phone more toward me. My eyebrows raised. Damn, he was definitely hot. He was clearly on football (which I almost rolled my eyes at because Haven always dated football players). He looked tall and buff... too buff. I bet he went to the gym every day and took pictures of himself to post on his Stories. And drank too much protein shakes. He had blonde hair that was styled like every typical F-boy high schooler.

Really Haven? Zach was hot, but basic. But then again, my type was brunettes, not blondes. Noah was my type if I was being honest, which was why I already had a shallow crush on him. Just for his looks. But his personality sucked.

"Attractive? Charming? Flirtatious?" Emily filled in the blank for Haven. "Yeah, that's how he gets ya'. Last year, Chelsea Flenderson got sucked into his charm and she was head over heels for him. Obsessed with him and he treated her like an object. Like dirt. And then he cheated on her. Don't follow him back. He'll DM you. That's how it starts."

But Haven had already followed him. My sister had always been one to fall for the 'bad boys'. "Good luck," I spook to only my sister as I patted her shoulder.

"What's starting?" Carter asked, walking back into the tv room, and then finally Jason and Noah came in, laughing about something that I wasn't too sure was actually humorous given their intoxicated state.

"Zach took an interest in Haven," Emily said with a smirk. All three guys made a disgusted sound and cringed.

"Not an interest," Haven defended herself.

"He followed her on Instagram," I added despite my sister. Haven whacked me with a decorative pillow making me squeal.

"Yeah, don't trust, Zach. He's an ass," Carter claims, taking a seat on the La-Z-Boy.