Da Beginning
I remember pestering a guy for help. I wasn't sure he was holding out on me, or if he just didn't have the resources he claimed to have, but he eventually handed me what I thought was my start. Being completely unfamiliar with the substance and just thrilled to finally have something, I tucked it into my book bag and headed back to school downtown. Now, you also have to understand, I had never handled dope before. This was my first time, and it looked exactly like what I’d seen people exchanging on the street. I arrived at school near the end of the second period and, when the bell rang for the third, blended in seamlessly with the crowd. I took my seat when a guy from my neighborhood who hustles approached me. I showed him what I had, and he started acting like he wanted to buy it." I handed it over, practicing the exchange I had rehearsed in my head a thousand times. Everything seemed to go well at first, but thirty seconds later, he handed it back. He looked me in the ...