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Another day, another blunt. Well it wouldn't even make sense to say that because I have more than one blunt a day. It's funny. I did not smoke this much but now I see that being high is really the light of my day. Literally. I'm in love with the clouds of smoke that fill my room. It gives me a spark to start my day. Another literally.
Wake and bake. I'm about to smoke now. I just rolled over and grabbed a blunt. It doesn't make sense to brush my teeth before, so I always brush my teeth after I smoke. I'm not gonna walk around with smoke breath, ew. That's for nasty addicts.
But i'm feeling amazing. Like those stoner friends that be in the movies. Next i'm gonna be in the thrift store picking out colorful clothes and bucket hats.
Sike nah, I don't think that's my style.
"Onika!"
"What!?" I ashed the blunt before taking a pull. They always bother me when they hear me wake up. Their rooms are upstairs, I don't know how they even hear me. Only person that should bother me is Mama and that's because her room is literally down the hall. But she doesn't even get up when she hear me. Sometimes. "Don't come in, just tell me what you want!"
"Levántate, ¿qué estás haciendo?"
"Alex get out."
"You look bummy." He laughed throwing my pillow from the floor at me. I dodged it the best way I could and smacked my lips. Dude is about to get on my nerves already. Since when are they even home this much? "No but for real you need to get up. It smell like straight trees in here."
"Ok and you know why that is. Go away."
"That's all you do now. Like a mini Snoop Dog."
"I aspire to be like him when I get older."
"Bullshit. Come do my hair or something."
"Fuck your hair." I mugged him. I'm not putting my hands in his damn head, he's crazy. Barely even touch my own fucking head. That's what he has a hand full of girls for. Half of them bitches braid hair or have some associations with it.
"We gotta go grocery shopping. Ma sent us a list in the group chat. If you get up and start your day then you would know."
"Ok, go shopping then, i'm not moving." I pulled my thick cover over me after putting my blunt out. If it weren't for him I would've smoked the whole thing, kind of thankful he came in. If I get too high i'll sleep all day and half of tomorrow. "Take your friend with you."
"Yo girl?"
"I don't have a girl, I have a guy."
"Man come on Nic. Come with me."
"No! Get out Alex!"
"Por eso pareces sin hogar!"
"Fuck you!" I yelled as he slammed my door before really getting out of bed. I'm getting up, I just don't wanna go to the grocery store with him. If I do, i'm not getting all dressed. They'll be seeing this messy hair and sweat pants. Along with the bags under my eyes and shit, whatever. But then again they like to buy bullshit so I really do need to go. We'll be hungry fucking with them. "Alex!"
"What!?"
"Wait!"
"You finna come!?"
"Yes bruh!" I was brushing my teeth and yelling at the same time. After washing my face, I threw a hoodie on and slid on my slides going out the door. They were all in my car already making me roll my eyes. Why the hell was my vehicle already chosen? Then they just picked me to drive as well. Lazy fuckers. "One of y'all could've gotten behind the wheel." I got in before letting the top up. It's too early and that sun is kicking.
Someone smacked their lips because I did that but I ignored them. This is my damn car, my rules. Right now I can't take that sun in my weed filled eyes. They'll probably burn out of my face.
"You smell like nothing but weed Onika."
"Thanks for pointing that out. Anything else Oscar?"
"You need do stop smoking."
"Says you. You smoke all day."
"So do you." I heard another voice and glanced back. Nobody even asked her a thing. She just wanted to say something. Haven't been bothered by her, she better not start.
"The three stoners have something to say." I grumbled lowly. They literally smoke all day but I do it a few times and i'm so wrong. Well, Beyoncé doesn't smoke much, but she does. "Mama sent a list right?" I pulled into the grocery store.
They didn't answer and just hopped out. Mama must've left the food stamp card because no way they're this ready to get in there. I hate having that card and the boys be with me, they start acting up. That's when I have to act like Mama because they get unnecessary shit. They knew to make me come.
As soon as we got in, I took the basket from Oscar. He be the main one trying to fill the pantry with nothing but snacks. Dude doesn't think about the fact that we have to have food. Already using government money. Then he don't even be home like that to be choosing what goes inside.
"Put that down."
"Mcht, please Nic? It's just $5."
"When Mama asks why, don't put me in it." I shrugged and he sat the box of cookies inside. He could've gotten off brand cookies for that. I started looking for things on the list while they goofed around. Every time I passed them playing around I pretended I didn't know them. Just looking away with an eye roll. And Beyoncé's big ass just feeding into their energy like it's normal.
They're too damn old for that.
"Nika!"
"Stop yelling in this store." I squinted at Alex and he covered his mouth before coming up to me. I'm definitely gonna snitch on them when we get home because this is ridiculously embarrassing. Mama will get on their asses so bad about embarrassing her. I'm sure the people know who's children we are. She doesn't play when it comes to the image being set for our last name.
"They got them cakes you like..."
"We don't have to get them today. Move."
"I came to help, for real. I'm finished playing." Alex pulled his phone out, I guess going to list. He's saying that now until Oscar is calling him to the ball isle. "Yo!"
I looked up at what he saw and my eyes widened. What in the actual fuck!? This dumb ass girl is inside the ball pit. The super tall one full of the bouncy balls...I will make sure she get her ass chewed out, for real. This don't make no sense.
"Beyoncé get your ass down!"
"I want the ball with the bees on it!" Too old.
"I don't give a care! Get down!"
"But I-"
"We can get someone to get it for you. Get. Down."
This is so freaking embarrassing. I'm about to walk out on them and never come back. They're doing the absolute most. Seriously.
"Y'all do too much. Finish getting the shit on the list and pay. Don't come to my car with bullshit." I mushed the cart into Alex and walked away. They're way too old for the things they do and it's ridiculous. I'm telling my Mama.
Extra asses.