LSD Trips

She had known the boy for a while. She really didn't know anything about him. She knew that he took drugs. LSD, to be exact. She was intrigued by his erratic behavior, as he was always giggling, and laughing. She never knew what was so funny, and she wondered what he found so amusing. She didn't like him as a person.. She liked his face, and his hair. He was physically attractive. She loved to look at his face. She went to the same High School that he did.

She had been around him a few times outside of school. They had both been at another boys house, who lived down the street from her. He had always been loaded. Under the influence. He never talked to her. She never talked to him. He and the other boy they both knew, took LSD together. The boy that lived on the same street as she did, would call her up when he was high, and tell here to come down to his house. He would also call her up when both of the boys were down at the house, and they were high as kites.

She never knew why they wanted to be around her when they were high. Years later, when she reflected back on the situations, she came to the conclusion they were just teasing her. Maybe it was mere teen angst? They had all been sixteen years old at the time. It was the summer of her sixteenth year. It must have just been teenage boys picking on a teenage girl.

The boy that lived down the street had called her, and told her to come down, as he was high. The other boy was down at the house also, and he was high too. When she arrived, she saw that both of the boys were standing in the front yard. They were pointing at her, and laughing. She told them that they were idiots, and she said that she was going to walk back home, as she wondered why she had walked all the way down the street for this type of treatment. The boy that lived in the house told her not to go.