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You catch a ride with your friend, Carrie, who just barely gets you home in time. Curfew is at midnight and you are really pushing it. On the way home, you feel the plastic bag in you pocket and wonder if there is any left for you in there. Regardless, you can still get more from Scott whenever you need it, you figure. You silently think about how it feels having tried cocaine for the first time. Not what you expected, you tell yourself. Not what you expected at all. As Carrie pulls into the driveway, you look at her.

You get out of the car and head toward the front door.