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"Did you seriously not think of that?" The girl asked with an expression of amusement spreading across her face.

"No, I didn't." Amanda said sheepishly. as she brought her knees up to her chest once again and began untying her boot laces. "I did say I was on ****, right?"

"Must be pretty good ****." The boy said, an incredulous smile spreading across his own face.

"Yeah, my roommate made some brownies that could knock a rhino on it's ass." She said as she loosened the laces enough for her foot to slide out. "I may have had more than one, I really can't remember." She added as she untied and loosened the other boot.

After both boots were loosened she realized that her legs were starting to cramp up and felt compelled to straighten out again.

"Um, say, I don't suppose I could get you to give the board a good pull, could I?"

"I don't suppose you have a couple of those brownies with you, do you?" The girl asked.

"Well that would be pretty a pretty stupid thing to do." Amanda rolled her eyes. "Getting baked out of my mind and riding around town with..." She trailed off.

As she had been saying this her hand had strayed into her hoodie pocket and found a plastic bag inside. Pulling it out revealed two rather badly squished brownies.

The memory of eating the first two and not noticing any effect began to come back to her. She remembered grabbing two more and deciding to go down to the river to eat them, but half way there the first two began to kick in. It had hit her so hard that she had felt the need to stop and just ride it out for a while and that's how she had ended up sitting on the table at McDonald's where that ugly woman had berated her and harshed her buzz.

"Thank you!" the girl said as she plucked the baggie out of her hand and stashed it in her purse.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, don't mention it. Just be careful with those, they take a while but they kind of kick your ass..." Amanda looked around, confused for a moment. "What were we doing?" She asked, genuinely confused as to why she was laying on her back in the parking lot of a McDonald's.

"Getting your shoes off because they're glued to your skateboard." The boy said.

"Oh, yeah. That." She said, looking down at her feet as if noticing them there for the first time.

"Ok, on three. " The girl said as they both took up position on either side of the board.

"Three!" Amanda said, surprising even herself. She hadn't noticed the claustrophobic feelings earlier between the euphoria of the THC coursing through her system and the bizarre situation, but she realized she wanted out of this right now! She couldn't even wait the extra two seconds.

The two teens looked at each other, shrugged, and pulled. For a moment Amanda was dragged by her feet across the sidewalk until she finally coordinated moving both her feet in unison in a way that they slid out of her boots leaving the boy and girl holding her skateboard between them. For a moment Amanda lay there panting in her her stocking feet, relieved to have independent control of her feet again.

"Wow, these things are really on there!" Amanda looked up to see the boy holding the skateboard and trying to twist one of the boots off of it. The girl was fiddling with one of the wheels.

"Yeah, and the wheels are, like, totally solid. No wonder you ended up on the ground." The girl said as Amanda got to her feet.

"How did this happen?" The boy asked her.

"I have no fucking clue. That awful woman must have put glue on it while I was zoned out." Amanda Said as she brushed herself off. "Anyways, thanks for the assist. I'm Amanda, by the way."

"Yeah, I know. We're cousins." The boy said. "We talked for, like, half an hour at the annual 'Game of Thrones' and Margarita night my mom and dad threw last month."

Amanda froze. Of all the humiliations and embarrassments of the past twenty minutes (She thought. It could have been two minutes or it could have been two hours for all she knew) this was the most cringe-worthy. She hadn't recognized them without the flowing white dress or cardboard armor.

"Oh, shit!" Amanda shook her head. "Jim, Savannah, I'm so sorry!"

"No worries," Said Savannah with a grin. "It's nice to see you again and I can't wait to try those brownies!"

"What brownies?"