The early years

When I say the early years I referring to my high school days. They seem so long ago now. This first fellow I am not going to lie, I don't remember how we met. I want to say it was online...yeah, that's probably it. Anyway, I may have told him my ago wrong and he thought that I was 18 when I was in fact 16. Yeah, sleazy move to pull but I was young. Give me a break. As I said, I was 16 and I had just met Puff the Magic Dragon. Awesome name, right? Well there is a reason. Read on. 
Puff was into drugs. Not heavy ones at least. It was only weed and mushrooms now and again. At the time, I hadn't really been exposed to weed really so I wasn't really sure how I felt about it. I came to the conclusion that I was ok with it since he didn't smoke it around me so I didn't have to smell it all the time. Gag. Being 16 I didn't really have a "type" that I would look for to date, but now that I know the things I like he was definitely not it. For one, he was so freaking skinny. He was nothing but bones and that drives me crazy. Secondly, he smoked weed. I really don't like the stuff. I don't really care that people do it. I think that it should be legalized because there can be benefits to it, but I just can't stand the god awful smell. Third, he was 24 and I was 16. There was no sex involved so you can all breathe easy. 
This relationship didn't last very long.  I remember going to a New Year's party with my high school friend (We lied about her age too..) and it was a house party with a bunch of grungy potheads. The Denots, a local band, were playing in the basement and it was very cramped. I had struck up a conversation with Puff's buddy and come to find out he doesn't really know how to keep a secret. He let it slip that Puff was a drug dealer. Not only that, but there were times that I found he had taken me on runs with him when he was doing deals. I had no clue. The more I think about it though the funnier it is. Not about the fact that I could have gotten in trouble for his stupid ass, but because he possible could have gotten in trouble because of me being only 16. 
After the party, I was feeling uneasy about the whole relationship and there was clarification on where I stood with him one day at his house. Puff was playing Grand Theft Auto or some game like that and I was getting to hang out on the couch and watch him. I sat there for a good three hours and finally told him I was bored and I was going to go home. He responded and said, "Ok" and I left. I had to walk in front of the TV to get to the door to leave. Four hours later I get a call from him asking me when I left and why. Uh.. really? He apologized profusely and I said I forgave him, but I am female after all and I still kept that grudge deep down inside. A few short days later I decided to call things off. I tried calling him, but I never got a hold of him. I tried for the next couple of days and still no answer or call back. I even went to his house and no answer when I knocked or anything. Well, that was dandy.  It made the whole break up thing easier, but still I wasn't supposed to be the dumpee. I was supposed to be the dumper. 

Three months later....
I get a phone call from a number that I didn't know. Come to find out it was Puff. I had deleted his number months before and had pretty much forgotten about him. He was calling to let me know he just got out of jail and that's why he hadn't talked to me in months. Ladies and gentlemen, I think we have a winner.