Lunchtime on Pluto

[Nadir*]

Cesar held the joint in his hand as he inhaled hard, letting all the smoke enter his mouth and then travel his system, filling him with a pleasant sensation of warm. He was alone, sitting in a bench outside near the school entrance. He could hear the other students from that location, but there was no one around apart from him. Actually, that was the way he liked things. It is not that he hated the other teenagers that sat around him in class. It was more that he didn´t actually care at all about them, or being friendly with them. He rarely talked with anybody in class apart from a few close people he could actually call "friends", but he always had some preference for being on his own.

His parents had argued with him last night. Well, not an argument. More of it like saying something along the lines of "We are worried about you, you need to stop doing drugs, you need to go back to therapy. Let us help you out" that Cesar hadn´t quite bothered to hear. He never felt that he actually needed any help. He was superb by himself, perfect, actually.

He loved his parents. Of course he loved them, even if they didn´t understand him at all. And he loved his sisters too, even if Luisa and Maria could be kind of bitchy towards him at time. But that was siblings were for, weren´t they? You cannot live with them, but also without them. But anyway, he was not going back to that fucking shrink. They would have to point a gun at his head to make him sit down in that chair again.

He closed his eyes and just breathed in and out, letting the drugs calm him down.