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Thursday, May 13
Who: Ada and OPEN
What: A random meeting? Who knows. She just needs to get to know people.
Where: Coming in from the garage
When: Thursday around 8:30
Rating/Status: Who knows?
Hearing about the girl at TJS who overdosed had shaken Ada more than she'd like to admit. No, she hadn't known Dizzy at all, hadn't even met the girl, but it made her wonder how many of the people she had used with, all in the name of a party, had gone out the same way. How many would go out with a chemical overload in the future. It also made her remember her own close calls far too clearly. Twice she had been hospitalized for the same thing that had killed one of her classmates. If nothing else, it served to remind her just why she was fighting so hard to stay clean.
So she didn't even consider skipping the Thursday night NA meeting in Salem. She got back to the school at about 8:30, venti latte in hand. She parked the vintage Camaro in the enormous garage area, easing it in between a pickup and a smaller car, and slid out of the car. She locked her door, out of habit, by pushing in the little knobby button on the inside, and slid the door shut just in time to realize that she had left her keys sitting on the driver's seat.
"Well, shit," she said with a sigh, rolling her eyes at herself as she checked to see if maybe, just maybe, the window was rolled down a little bit. It wasn't, of course. At least she had coffee, but that wouldn't do her much good getting into her room if Addie didn't happen to be there, would it? But really, she just had to laugh. Here she was, fretting over addiction and overdoses, and the problem that arose was as simple as locking her keys in her car.
She started toward the door into the school, hoping someone would be around who might be adept at breaking and entering. She herself had only ever managed to break into a car on Grand Theft Auto, which wasn't very useful at this moment, and she really didn't want to have to break a window.
What: A random meeting? Who knows. She just needs to get to know people.
Where: Coming in from the garage
When: Thursday around 8:30
Rating/Status: Who knows?
Hearing about the girl at TJS who overdosed had shaken Ada more than she'd like to admit. No, she hadn't known Dizzy at all, hadn't even met the girl, but it made her wonder how many of the people she had used with, all in the name of a party, had gone out the same way. How many would go out with a chemical overload in the future. It also made her remember her own close calls far too clearly. Twice she had been hospitalized for the same thing that had killed one of her classmates. If nothing else, it served to remind her just why she was fighting so hard to stay clean.
So she didn't even consider skipping the Thursday night NA meeting in Salem. She got back to the school at about 8:30, venti latte in hand. She parked the vintage Camaro in the enormous garage area, easing it in between a pickup and a smaller car, and slid out of the car. She locked her door, out of habit, by pushing in the little knobby button on the inside, and slid the door shut just in time to realize that she had left her keys sitting on the driver's seat.
"Well, shit," she said with a sigh, rolling her eyes at herself as she checked to see if maybe, just maybe, the window was rolled down a little bit. It wasn't, of course. At least she had coffee, but that wouldn't do her much good getting into her room if Addie didn't happen to be there, would it? But really, she just had to laugh. Here she was, fretting over addiction and overdoses, and the problem that arose was as simple as locking her keys in her car.
She started toward the door into the school, hoping someone would be around who might be adept at breaking and entering. She herself had only ever managed to break into a car on Grand Theft Auto, which wasn't very useful at this moment, and she really didn't want to have to break a window.
