Leslie and Patricia were kissing in the corner. Terry just sat in the middle of the empty room, rocking back and forth. I just sat in my own corner. I squeezed the belt tighter around the top of my arm. I smacked my wrist repeatedly until I saw a nice, plump vein pop up. I grinned wide as I grabbed the syringe and stabbed the vein. I pushed the heroin into my vein, already feeling my high. Then, the door flung open. Gary threw a boy around my age into the room and slammed the door. I looked to my side. I had two syringes full of heroin left. I hid them behind my back, so the boy wouldn't take them from me.
"What are y'all doin'?"
We all looked at him, then ignored him completely. There were now five of us in this empty room. The boy ended up sitting by me.
"You do drugs?"
I looked over at him. "Yeah, why?"
"Well, I ain't got no heroin YET, but I got this."
He pulled out bags filled with LCD, Meth, Cocaine, Opium, Ecstacy, Marijuana. You name it, he had it. Leslie, Patricia, and Terry practically crawled over towards us. I smiled up to the boy.
"Welcome to the party."
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