Trisha Selif the stoner girl

You turned to see a girl raising her hand all the way at the back of the class. She was white with brown dread locks, which were under a reggae hat she wore. She had brown eyes and wore a shirt that said “legalize it!” to complete he stereotypical look she wore sweat pants with sandals. She was about 6,6 in height and had boobs which were at at-least a G-cup given how big they looked.

This was Trisha you didn’t know her personally, but you knew of her. She was the definition of a stereotypical stoner. Most of time she wasn’t even in this class because she had decided to skip the class or the whole school day, and the times she was in class she was usually in the back of the room sleeping. In all honesty you sort of forgot she was even in this class given how little time she actually spends, well…. in class. Because of her not being around a lot you never really got the chance to try and talk to her.

“Maybe I should try and make friends.” you thought.

“Uhhh guys please like sos, I need some help.”Trisha said waving her hand back and forth

“Ahhhh what’s the harm in it.” You thought

You moved to the back of the room and pulled up a desk next to Trisha.

“Hey you need a partner?”

“Uh yeah I just sort of don’t understand how we carry x then minus to multiply to-….” Trisha paused for a moment. “You know what I mean?”

“Oh yeah here let me show, like on this problem first you carry x from five minus then multiply.”

“Ohhhhh that makes sense,” Trisha said scribbling down the the answer

“Ummmm Doug? that’s your name right? Man, Doug your cute AND smart.”

“O-oh thank you.” You said a bit flustered at being called cute.

“Now see for the next problem what you do is this….”

For the next few minutes you help Trisha with the assignment you ended up solving most of the questions yourself even though Trisha did try to help you find some of the answers she would always mess up and you would end up having to correct her. By the time you had finished the assignment together class was over. You were about to head to your next class when Trisha came up to you.

“Hey dude you really saved my ass back there thanks a lot.” Said Trisha

“Oh it’s no trouble at all.”

“Nah really I was totally clueless, and between you and me,” Trisha leaned in cupping her hand and whispered “I was just a little bit high y’know.”

“Oh Really.” Now that you were this close you did notice that Trisha’s eyes were a bit red.

“ Honestly I was going to skip school but my mom said if I don’t get my grades up soon she’s gonna kick me out of the house.”

“Well if you ever need any help with homework or stuff like that I’m your man.” You said as you collected the last of your stuff.

“Really? well in that case why don’t you come over to my house after school I will probably have some homework I need help on and after we’re done we can like just hang out.”