Mary Jane

If you want to know how I got caught, I’m going to have to start at the beginning of my junior year in high school. That was the year that I thought I found my true love, the one that would be there for me no matter what I did. It seemed as though we just always wanted to be together. After school everyday we spent the night linking hands. After a year of this we didn’t think that this was enough time together so we decided to even skip school to be with each other, at least three days a week I was absent from school and not a day went by where I didn’t skip a class. We were both sad and we knew we were both there for each other, to take care of each other.
I always dreamed of having a lovely house on Cape Cod, maybe a little bit on the bigger side, but a house none the less. I couldn’t wait soon enough for this to happen so I decided to mosey around town and find a summer house where I knew no one would live in the winter. After several weeks of observing I found my house, on a little island overlooking the ocean in Hyannis Port.
We decided that this was going to be our house; this was where we were going to spend our days. Even though I know it was wrong, we had more fun times in that house than all of high school. Some days we’d be alone and have hours where we could bond and prove to one another just how much we loved each other. We just couldn’t get enough of one another. But we knew we couldn’t totally withdraw from the world around us. Not only would our friends not approve of that, our families wouldn’t either.
We made a pact that we wouldn’t become that couple that we were both against. You know the couples that I’m talking about, the kind where they constantly have to be touching each other showing their affection in public. The kind where they can’t even spend a minute apart from one another, they just hang out with each other. The ones that have lost all their friends just to prove their commitment to their relationship.
So we decided that since we had a new house, we’d invite our friends to come over and hang out with us. We could all be one big happy family and no one would be a third wheel. We decided that we were going to be the happening couple that everyone would want to hang out with. I guess we just got so caught up in being in the scene that we became the scene. We forgot that we weren’t living our life; we were living someone else’s. It just got out of hand. We skipped our whole senior year, we can’t even remember it.
Our scene became one for the group; I tried so hard to not make other people the third wheel that I became the third wheel. The one that I loved so much, other people learned to love so much too. I should’ve known I wasn’t good enough for her, I knew she was out of my league.
One day we had a huge blowout in the car ride to our house. We didn’t even notice that anyone was following us. When we got to our house we just kept going at it. That’s when we found out a cop was following us. Turns out the cops had been following my love all over. When he saw how much we loved each other he caught me and arrested me for possession of Marijuana. That was when I find out even the ones you love screw you over. My lovely Mary Jane and I had to separate for good.