Cømpletely Different (Johnnie Guilbert)

Addicted

(A/N: warning! There's drug use)

*Dylan's POV*

"thank you for watching Liam" I tell Angelina and Bryan

"no probs" Angelina says

I smile and I walk out of the room going to the car where Johnnie is waiting for me. I get in he car and I tell him the way to go. Soon we pull up not the driveway of a normal size house

"Johnnie I'm so nervous to meet them" I say before we get out

"don't worry" he says

"what if they don't like me, what if they are complete fools and they the same as the last people?" I ask

"we're just gonna have to go see" he says

We get out of the car and hold hands all the way up to the door. I ring the doorbell. We wait maybe a minute and then the door opens with a older lady with light brown hair, light brown eyes and maybe the same height as Johnnie

"hi I'm Dylan. Dylan blue" I shyly

Hers smile gets wider and she pulls me into a hug. For some reason she smells like weed
"I'm Wendy your mother" she says and I hug her back "and who is this?" she ask as we pull away from our hug

"he's my boyfriend" I say

"I'm Johnnie" he gives hers a hand to shake but she pulls him into hug and kinda bounces like she's all hike up on something

"your a cute one" she says "so are you both emo?" she ask

Well I'm emo "it's a look called scene" Johnnie answers for us

"oh. Well my family is more the style of hippies" she says
Wow I can already tell I'm the wildflower of this family "please come in" she says

-skip a hour-

Johnnie had to go to his friends house that is only like 5 minutes away. He told me to phone or text him when I am ready to leave.

I met my father. His name is Rob. He looks like me except in a man way. The same smile, same dimple. He's also a 'hippie' I don't fully understand what that means but they all wear saggy blue pants and rainbow shirts. There hair is in dreads and they listen to a different style of music. The only wired thing is they all smell like weed or something.

I look more around the house and there are dream catchers on the walls and the furniture is old fashion. Non of it is what I would pick out for myself but I'm wondering how did I turn out like I am when my own blood are 'hippies'

"honey do you smoke?" mum ask

"no" I say

"have you ever smoke like have you ever tried?" dad ask

"no" I say again

"how about ever drank?" dad ask

"I have before but I don't" I say

Dad reaches down beside the couch he is sitting on and pulls up a weed pipe. It looks about 6 inches and it's colourful

"want to try?" dad ask

"uh no thanks" I say

"come on. If your ever having a bad time you always get one of these things and just smoke them. It makes you feel happy" he says

I am going though a hard time but "no but thanks" I say nicely

"Rob she's only a little girl" mum says. Ya mum your right "she needs the little things" she pulls out a plastic doggie bag filled with weed and some brownish little papers.