Quote Originally Posted by TX Girl
In 8th grade my friend Missy lived close enough to school that we'd skip a few classes and hang out at her house listening to records and smoking Marlboro Reds she'd pilfered from her sister.

One day while 3 of us girls were there she busted out a few big enough roaches and we smoked them down to nuthin. I don't think I got really stoned, maybe it was mostly wishful thinking and headrushes from suckin down the reds. I remember we listened to the Motley Crue- Shout at the Devil & Billy Idol- Rebel Yell albums and that George Michael song-Careless Whispers and laughed and talked and eventually said oh shit, we better get bk to school as the last hour was almost up. We were all paranoid on the way bk, we just knew they would know what we had been doing and our parents would too, just by lookin at us.

When my Mom picked me up she immediately noticed I smelled like smoke and asked me about it. I gave her some lame excuse about how our vice principal had been smoking in the gym and me and Missy were talking to him and that must be it. And I suppose she wanted to believe me so she did. It was one of my first realizations that I didn't have to worry much about my parents finding out anything- as long as i had a somewhat plausible excuse for things, they didn't investigate.
HAHA! I remember one of the times after I smoked..I came home blazed as fuck..and my mom looks at me and says "you have tobacco fuzz on your lips" ...I really had cottonmouth real bad..I copped to it, and said that I had been smoking ciggarettes..she bought it..but I told the truth to her later on in my life..She said she knew...she didnt know, she just wants me to think she knew. LOL

Shout at the Devil...how old are you TXgirl?