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Rated: 13+ · Fiction · Other · #1022726
A boy is sitting on the bathroom floor when someone unexpected walks in.
In the beginning there was only Him and everything was good, and then Morningstar became a rebel and it all sort of went downhill from there.

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Henry smoked a lot of pot when he was young. They called him Dart, but he smoked a lot of weed, you know? So one day Dart was laying on the floor of the bathroom in school, a roach in his fingers, staring up at the ceiling where other boys had wet globs of napkins and then threw them up so they stuck like strange plaster or something, when all of a sudden someone walks in so quickly he barely has time to put out the joint and no time at all to blow away the rancid smelling smoke. Dart sits up so fast it makes him dizzy although it could have been the mary jane and starts waving his hands in the air. He's really pissed off, see, because he only got a puff or two in and if a teacher finds him here because this asshole had to open the door, someone's gonna get punched but good. But the thing is, he looks toward where the person walked to, right to the sink, and he didn't get a chance to properly get high on such mellow stuff so he can tell perfectly well what's going on, and he realizes that it's a girl who just walked into the bathroom. This would be weird enough as it is but what you gotta understand is that Dart was in an all boy's school. So he just sort of stares at her, she's got light hair midway down her back, but he can't see her face because the mirror's all fucked up, before asking who she was. She said, Sorry, I just had to wash my hands. My brother goes here, he's in the chess club, he's driving me home.

She turns around to grab a napkin to dry her hands and Dart can see her properly now, and she's really very pretty. She said, I won't tell anyone you were smoking pot, but you should know that it's bad for you.

Dart just sorta nods, because he's trying not to get hard or anything, God, how embarrassing would that be? He says, Yeah, sure, thanks, I'm Dart. But before she can introduce herself, someone pokes his head into the bathroom and calls her, saying that it's time to go. She gives Dart a sweet smile and she leaves and he doesn't even know her name. He looks down at blunt still in his fingers and he swears before flushing it down the toilet like it's no damn good.
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