Ash became an escape from a dull, monotomous reality. Weekend escapades accross the coutryside became the focus of my day dreams throughout the week. I felt myself pulling away from my family and and the boys of my dorm I had once called family. The parties we attened on weekends, the drugs we took and the secrets we shared were always on the forefront of my mind. After the Extacy insadent Ash began to introduce me to other drugs. Nothing to heavy, just which cough syrups could get you high and sometimes a little cocaine. We would often have eveings spent out in a little gardening shed we found behind the rose gardens, smoking weed and making love.
"Ash, tell me again what'll happen once I graduate?"
I lay on the cool wooden floor boards, protected only from a thin wool blanket Ash had thought to bring out to our secret hideout the week previous. His body lay next to mine taking a long huff of a nearly finished blunt.
"first of all, i'll kiss you like this", he reached over and placed a large smooch all over my face.
I wiped the remaineder of the residue from my check by pressing against his shoulder as I giggled. Snatching the blunt out of his hands I took a long draw.
"Then"?
"Then you, the class, and I, will all go down to Paris for the night. Anyone who's graduated that is. And we can all go bar hoping. Then i'll take you back to my hotel room nad fuck you till you can't stand to walk for two days".
I giggled again and presses myself aganist him.
"After the two days? Then what"?
He glanced nevrously out of the corner of his eye, shifting himself till his facial features were out of my sight.
"Then princess, we live happily ever after".
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Saint Peters Academy, My Fathers Private Boarding School for Boys.
Teen FictionI look back at how far I have come this year. Moving half way accross the world, Leaving my friends and my life back in New Zealand. I often wonder what would have happend if I hadnt run off that first night. Would I still be back there? Still with...
