D.dope monkey/F.W.dope junky (Schools' for Fools)

The chemical backlash from my job at the pharmacy was obscene.  I had a whole new arsenal of drugs to abuse.  As with any drugs that are in my possession, these pills I couldn't seem to keep from consuming constantly. The valium was such a new wonder to me. I tried this drug, loved its affects, and from then on naively relied on it in everything I did. If I had any kind of stash it wouldn't last, there was no need for me to refrain from eating all of them in an insanely short period of time.  That first month in my venture with pills I was all over the place. Much of these days were simply erased from my memory, however,  many of them I do remember.  One day after dropping my little bro' off at school I met up with some friends miles away, absent from our classrooms. The usual gang consisted of Daniel, Tyler , Eddie, Jeremy, Brad,  or Toni. Interchange one for another at anytime it didn't matter, we were always doing the same old shit, whether there were two or ten present we all shared in the common goal of getting high. On this particular day the majority of us were all together. We meet up on the outskirts of town, in a neighborhood not to far from the street where I grew up. This housing development was adjacent to acres and acres of undeveloped land, that then was primarily used for cattle grazing. We parked our vehicles at the dead end of a street that granted us easy access to those vast fields.  We ventured about a half mile deep into the field, which involved traipsing thru a resident's yard and over a short barbed wire fence that bordered their land and the field. Our destination was a stock pond, where we could smoke pot and fish during the day, or at night after drinking too much liquor we might go out there to shoot off fireworks, which always lead to firing them off at each other.

      "Dude I hope none of those fuckers call the cops on us," I crudely expressed my concerns ('fuckers' had become a very dominant word in my vocabulary used to describe anything and everything without hesitation), the 'fuckers' I was referring to there were anyone that lived on that street who may have seen us trespassing through their neighbors front yard, along their driveway, through their back yard , and into the pasture beyond.

     "I know but shit at least we will have time to stash the bud if they come, we just gotta keep a look-out." Eddie replied.

    "The way we came through really is the only way cops can come through to get to us," Daniel added. This paranoia was truly thrilling in a way when I think back on it, we were living on the edge, breaking minor laws everyday, and getting away with more and more everyday.

    There we were all huddled together hittin' the weed pipe, what a glorious day it was! All that talk about the cops was merely teenage drama to mull over, something to bullshit about, we really weren't too concerned. It was just cool to jabber on about how much of 'rebels' we were. 

    " Fuck the police!" I blurted out simultaneously as I blew out a hit of bud, adding that unique choked up tone to mix my words with. I passed that shit to my left and then asked adding, "Anyone going back for second period today?"

      "Yea I gotta go in and take a quiz," Daniel said.

      "Cool man I can drop you back off," I replied.

      "Watch out for Sparky dude, he might recognize your ride and report your dumb-ass to Mr. Rodando," Toni remarked. Sparky was a student-given nickname which we used to refer to this poor, skinny, old security guard in charge of cars coming and going from the student parking lot. Man did the students  stress him out with our endless parade of shenanigans.   

       "Yea like you give a fuck since you dropped out," I retorted.

       "Dude Rodando is such a weird fucker. You know he got us good last week," Tyler broke in after a deep moment of blankly staring into the distance, interrupting the direction of the conversation. 

       "Yea he sure did," I chimed in.
        Tyler was referring to our encounter with him in trying to sneak back into the school after skipping the first half of the school day "Yea I mean how are we supposed to even make some of our classes if we are scared of getting back in. I might as well just skip the whole damn day," I added my backwards justification because ultimately we got caught up one way or another by school official's in the end.

         "He's such a  weird robot lookin' fucker," Eddie threw in, to explain this description of his appearance one would have to have known and seen his physical appearance mixed with his posture, and mannerisms to fully grasp what Eddie meant, "So he got you dumb-fuckers huh? Thats great! I love that fuckin robot!" Eddie then started a string of laughs that continued for a solid thirty seconds.

       "What the fuck!" I burst out very loudly. "Dude the cops are coming, look! Theres' two fucking cops, hide that shit somewhere!" I said to Tyler who had the pipe and the weed. Everyone thought I was just fucking around at first, but sure enough one of the the residents had  called the Keller police on us.