The rest of the day at the hotel went by quickly as Amber and I spent our time fucking almost continuously, overcome with excitement about the direction our lives had taken. The final week of school had begun now and with most of the finals out of the way it was basically a week where everyone spent their time talking about what they'd be doing after graduation night and watching movies in class. I didn't have any academic woes to consider, but I did have other things that I desperately wanted to accomplish before the year ended and we all went our separate ways. Namely, I had to secure a connect for a much more serious category of illegal substances.
I had gotten to school early that Monday morning hoping to see my friend in a shitty Toyota in hopes he'd have advice or a direct link to someone who could help me but he wasn't around. Being a stoner and a drug dealer, it was highly likely he was going to be skipping a lot of the remaining school days. Worse still was the fact his phone seemed to be disconnected so calling him was out too. I had decided to go to his house after school, hoping that I remembered where it was after all these years and that he still lived there.
Amber and I didn't have the same lunch period but because it was our last week the teachers were letting the seniors out early and stay late to be able to enjoy a double-lunch. This meant that we could meet up and have lunch together and I could tell her my plans. I hadn't seen Amber since I dropped her off at home late Sunday night. She reeked of alcohol and cigarettes and weed and staggered her way through her door that night, so I hoped she had been able to avoid her parents on her way to her room.
I was sitting in my car in the parking lot waiting for Amber to meet me and out of the corner of my eye I caught the sight of a gorgeous girl with long black hair, heavy eyeliner, bright pink lipstick and a nosering walking towards me. It was Amber! She had on a tight black skirt that was hiked up to just beyond her ass cheeks and a pink tube top with a bare midriff. Her lower back tattoo was definitely visible to anyone with that.
Perhaps most incredible was the fact that she was smoking. Openly. In the parking lot in front of everyone at school. She confidently strode towards my car, making sure to swing her little ass from side to side seductively while taking a monstrous drag off her Newport and exhaling nonchalantly from her nostrils. Smoke billowed in the air around her, surrounding her with a cloud of smoke as if she were a bad girl superhero.
She reached my open window and took two final strong drags on her cigarette before leaning down and kissing me deeply, forcing her dirty, ash flavored tongue into my mouth as well as basking my face with her strong, full-flavored mentholated smoke. I could also detect hints of both a strong liquor and marijuana on her breath and tongue as we continued kissing each other hungrily. Finally, somewhat out of breath, we pulled away and gazed into each others eyes.
"Hi baby," Amber greeted me sweetly, her eyes twinkling like an angel despite her every attempt to embrace her bad girl image.
She walked around the car and got into the passenger seat, immediately digging into her purse and grabbing her pack of Newports. She shook one out expertly and placed it between her glistening, glossy neon pink lips and fired up the yellow Bic I had bought her. She brought the flame to just beyond the tip of the cigarette and applied a healthy amount of suction, needing only two powerful puffs before it was fully lit. She tossed the lighter back in her purse while dragging multiple times on the cork-filtered Newport 100 and exhaling through her nostrils, all hands-free.
Finally after bathing her lungs in strong, full-flavored menthol smoke she collapsed her cheeks in a drag that could only be described as 'ravenous' for a solid 3 seconds. Finally she removed the cigarette from her lips and quickly snapped the monstrous ball of smoke down into her already nicotine saturated body, performing a natural snap-inhale with absolute perfection. She inhaled for another solid three seconds before holding the smoke hostage inside of her for several more still. Finally, with a look of pure satisfaction Amber pursed her perfectly painted pink lips and exhaled an almost endless stream of smoke into my car, making sure to look right at me as she did it.
"You like?" She asked coyly, referring to her absolute defiance in the face of completely flipping her reputation on it's ass.
"Babe.. you are the sexiest woman on the planet right now," I confessed, quite honestly, and then getting somewhat concerned about what her smoking in public could mean.
She must have noticed the look on my face because her face softened and she looked at me quizzically while in the midst of another gigantic cheek hollowing drag. She snapped another ball of smoke down her throat and blew her thick exhale directly into my face.
"What's wrong?" She queried, with smoke still pouring out of her mouth and nose, making her words visible as well as audible.
"Nothing, really. Just a tad concerned that one of the kids or teachers will let your parents know that you've started smoking," I replied, somewhat embarrassed by my worrying.
Amber smiled and took another drag, exhaling while she spoke.
"I don't think we have to worry about that Matt. I told them already," She beamed.
My eyebrows raised and I looked at her a little too incredulously, to which Amber immediately interpreted as me needing an explanation. Which I did.
"Well, I actually just lit up in front of my mom this morning. I needed a cigarette and I didn't want to wait until I got here so.. fuck it. I just fired up," She explained simply.
