sweetXtea

Chapter 1 I had been planning this trip for years. Six years, to be exact. Research, studying, practicing my methods, collecting extra money, finally getting my drivers license by age eighteen. That took for fucking ever. And there I was, a week before the trip, about to go into a completely different kind of trip. "Cough syrup… like legal acid," John said, opening his bottle of purple. "Cough syrup," I argued, "like what I take when I'm sick." I flipped my hair out of my face to take the first gross gulp of purple, liver-murdering shit. I thought for a moment about my hair and how recognizable it would make me; blonde hair with bla