Weed Garden: Lily & OPEN
Lily had been pleased to know that there was something of interest happening at the school, something that she could attend without any supervision present. It was tiresome constantly having to leave the school grounds to have a bit of fun. She felt like she was constantly under scrutiny at the school, as if her father had spread completely malicious lies (some true, others not so much) about her to ensure that she was made to behave. She hadn't heard from him since she arrived. She pretended she liked it better that way.
She was leaning against the wall, a spliff between her fingers that had been so kindly rolled by one of the other students for her and she was enjoying the pleasant buzz she was getting from the drug. It made her feel lighter, more inlined to smile genuinely rather than a falsehood to get what she wanted or needed or to make people leave her alone. She could even feel the drug relaxing the tense muscles that rippled up her spine.
She held the smoke in, having done this a few times prior to being kicked out of her previous school, pleased that she hadn't lost the touch as she tipped her head back and blew smoke out in rings, watching the thick smoke dissipating on the wind. In her other hand, she had a solo cup half full of beer, though she did prefer wine as her alcohol of choice, but beggars couldn't be choosers, now. This was a teenage party.