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Chapter 4 by Torg Torg

What next?

Get some aid in your plight

After your Literature class in first hour, you decide that you need some help getting Jacklyn to talk to you. You go looking for a stoner buddy of yours, Craig. He's in your gym class next hour. You head to the locker room.

Once inside you look around for Craig. Time gets short, so you change into your t-shirt and gym shorts. Then you find him at his locker. No one else is in that row of lockers.

"Dude, can you spare a blunt?" you ask him.

"Sure, Jack. I just rolled two for lunch. I'll sell one for $5. And I'm not talking one of those toothpicks you feel silly calling a blunt."

"Five bucks is great. Thanks." You hand him the five you kept in your hand. He grabs the joint out of a Altoids tin in his jeans pocket. It's nice and fat. You sniff it. Smells great. "That's great. Pleasure doing business, Craig."

"No prob, dude."

You walk back to your locker and tuck the J into your shirt pocket. You head in for gym.

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