You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 189

Easton

We're exiting the bus in one of the giant Disneyland parking lots when Ryan grabs hold of my arm and pulls me aside.

“I brought something,’ he says, holding up his backpack.

“Like what?” Knowing him, he packed some extra good snacks, which we're allowed to have so it's no big deal.

Don't know why he didn't bust them out while we were still on the bus, but whatever.

“This.” He unzips the top of his backpack, opening it up and revealing what's inside.

At first I see nothing, but then my eyes adjust to the light and it becomes super obvious.

The dumbass I brought a small baggie of fuckin’ weed.

“Seriously?” I push his backpack closed and shove it into his chest.

“They catch us with that, we're done for.

No walking at graduation.

No nothing.

Your parents will kill you.” And mine will kill me.

Definitely not worth the risk.

Ryan clutches his backpack to him, rolling his eyes.

"Give me a break.

We can smoke out behind the bus, just pass the joint between us for a few puffs.

No biggie.

It'll be epic.” “You have joints in there too?” How much weed did the guy bring with him? Ryan nods, looking real pleased with himself.

around to the other side of the bus before they start looking for us.” They're still unloading the buses, and it's going to be a while until everything is under semi—control and they can corral us

dumbass, I fall into line and

I'm not a

I never have been.

I wouldn't mind a couple of hits off that joint to mellow

Harper and I had that conversation about who could be the one who's spray painting shitty messages about my girl everywhere we

really could be

it's Aisha, but I

a shit about anyone but

some sort of

What the fuck ever.

to the far side of the bus,

hell we're doing as Ryan brings out

brings it to his lip and takes a deep drag, holding the smoke in

"Nice."

over my shoulder to make sure

can't believe

squeaks, her eyes wide with

get into huge trouble.” “Keep your voice

hits, then pass the joint to Sadie, who puts the joint between her lips and takes

doesn't say a

the joint's appearance, which tells me Ryan let her in

no one

asks her when she’s

slowly shakes her head, her gaze

shouldn't.” “Why not?” I

we get caught?” “You're wasting precious time, Harp.” Ryan's voice is full

take a hit or hand it over.” She takes a small hit, making

“You go girl!"

around a couple of times, Sadie bringing a giant bottle of

the girls, laughing the entire way as we join the rest of our senior class, who are all now clustered in a circle, listening to

is rattling off all the rules and what

high, is my

me in the ribs with his elbow, making me crack