It's only the first chapter, I guess. I covered a bunch of background of the story in the chapter and still have some things I didnt cover. Its a purely fictional story, except for the pot smoking Clark does and rad attitude this guy has. Thats all me. =] This story is also on my deviantART page. Here you go, GC: Untitled Stoner Story: Chapter 1. It's another chilly day in Denver. I'm on my way to get some coffee at the corner Starbucks before my 8:20 am lecture. The same guy is behind the counter, awaiting my order with that fake retail anticipation. "Good morning, Nick", I said. "How was your day off, man?" "Morning, Clark" he said. "The day off was decent. I just hung out with some friends." I ordered my coffee with two sugars and a crème. I said my goodbye to Nick, walked out the door and down the street to school. My professor is a thirty-something former Disney artist. He was one of the guys who drew the characters for the animation. He loved to draw and so did I. he liked the work I turned in and even asked to see my portfolio. The homework for the day was finished before class was over. I put the assignment in the computer drop box, logged off and walked out of the classroom. When I was walking back home, I stopped at the same Starbucks for a muffin and another coffee. The same conversation in sued like before with Nick. "Good afternoon, Stacey." I said quietly and shyly. "How's your day going?" "I'm fine." She said as she gave me the total and a nasty look. I need to lose myself. I walk out of the Starbucks, up the street a block and as I get closer, I see him. He is just standing there, doing that one foot on the building lean thing? I hate people who do that. I walked over to David and the street level door to me apartment. "We could just move into a two bedroom apartment and skip this whole waiting bullshit" David proclaimed "Then we can just get high and hang out all day!" David was my best friend in Illinois and is my best friend in Colorado. We hang out when I'm not in school and he isn't working. We both wanted out of the Midwest so we went to Colorado. After living in Denver for 2 years now, I found out that people are more friendly when you have something to offer. When I was a senior in high school, I took a bunch of art classes, because I knew I was good at art, just not what type of art. I took a drawing class, sculpture, digital design, and painting. I absolutely fell in love with digital design and that's what brought me to Denver. I'm going to get my bachelors in Digital Design and see what I can do from there. Anyway, I was talking about friends. David was an awesome fucking friend. We get to hang out all the time and talk about life. But just as important as that, he introduced me to a better existence. He brought me into the world of marijuana. I smoked pot for the first time the summer before my senior year and that's what made me go after my digital design degree. It keeps me sane and keeps my creative juices flowing. After buying and smoking for a while, I began to sell out of my bag to smoke for free, pretty much. Then eventually I became the guy to see if you needed bud and I still am that guy… End of chapter 1