[She can't count all the times she was talked to about peer pressure. That she'd be surrounded by friends, and they would offer her something. A mistake. A crime. Drugs. Alcohol.
When she was little, it had terrified her.
What all the informative videos and obnoxious guest speakers never mentioned was that sometimes peer pressure is a shining grin from the most beautiful girl in the world, who smells like snow and cigarette ash and has bleached hair fading into dark brown roots.
So Misty decides to throw any nervousness about breaking the rules into the sun. Because if they get caught, if they get in trouble, they get in trouble together.
And also? She's so fucking hungry.]
No. I've never... [She can barely contain her excitement. She smiles in a big grin, reflecting right back at her queen.] How do we do it?
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When she was little, it had terrified her.
What all the informative videos and obnoxious guest speakers never mentioned was that sometimes peer pressure is a shining grin from the most beautiful girl in the world, who smells like snow and cigarette ash and has bleached hair fading into dark brown roots.
So Misty decides to throw any nervousness about breaking the rules into the sun. Because if they get caught, if they get in trouble, they get in trouble together.
And also? She's so fucking hungry.]
No. I've never... [She can barely contain her excitement. She smiles in a big grin, reflecting right back at her queen.] How do we do it?
[She already knows that's a stupid question.]