Glass (Crank 2)

Meth usually makes me yak.

But not tonight. Tonight, all

I could think about was

Trey. Trey. Trey.

After dinner I

played with Hunter,

watched TV with Mom,

Scott, and Jake, like nothing

was new, nothing different.

But everything’s different.

And I’m scared.

I mean, yes, I’m

happy. Excited, even.

But nothing seems to go

right between me and a guy.

[Stop overthinking it,

would you please?]

I’m trying to!

I really like Trey

a lot. He’s incredible.

So what does he want with

me? Besides the obvious, that

is, and he could get that

with pretty much any

girl. Why me?

One more thing

bothers me, but just a

little, because I’d probably

be doing it anyway. The meth.

Is it a requisite, a necessary part