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It's amazing to think about how I could be at my dream school next year...
We picked up Jasmine who made to sure to really dress up. The only reasons why she wants to go to college is because of the parties and "older men."
"I'm telling you, college boys are way more mature and way cuter and way more smarter!" She dragged on.
Jasmine is short with long black hair and dark brown eyes. She was wearing a gold sequence tank top with a black skater skirt, black heels and a gold "a" pendant necklace.
"Okay, explain the necklace." I cut her off.
"Oh, so I went to a party when I was out of town and this bitch ass blonde rich girl was hosting me, so I found her room and stole her shit. She had a lot of weed."
"I know what I'm doing this weekend." Lance smirked, knowing that Jasmine brought it with her.
"Wait, I thought you were going to tour the school with me." I questioned.
"That's your thing," he simply shrugged, "Jas, how much you got?"
Jasmine pulled out this huge bag of weed, it must've been worth at least 2 grand. "So, we smoke some and then sell the rest."
"College kids would pay so much for some good herb. You're okay with that, right babe?"
No... "Yes. Go have fun. Just don't mention my name."
"Why? You already got accepted." Jasmine pointed out.
"But pot is illegal and if I do decide not to go, I want it to be my decision. Not the school's."
"Fair enough." Lance added.
So, the road trip was actually a lot faster than it should've been. Mostly because Lance was speeding on back roads. He doesn't like being in the car too long and didn't want to pay for a motel. Honestly, I think he wanted to go and get out as soon as possible. College is definitely not his forte. He lets me apply to schools for him because he wants me to be happy. Even though, I know he'll never end up going. It's fun to imagine my perfect future. We got out of the car and went into the lobby of the hotel. We got our keys and went up to the room. It was a really nice hotel, mini fridge filled with liquor and snacks. Most of it will end up being free. Lance always does this, no matter how hard I try to talk him out of it. He gives them a fake ID and very real credit card. We take as much shit as we can from the room and by our last day he'll cancel the card, completely erase any trace of his fake ID. He really should go to college for social work, we definitely do not need anymore of Lance's walking around. And he would make a difference if he really tried. So, not even 20 minutes into us being here, the 2 are already lighting up. A little annoying, but I can deal. Today we just decided to settle in, tomorrow I want to walk around the area and then Friday is the big day. I literally cannot wait... So, lets skip ahead to Friday.
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