That "John" was jacked [setup and robbed for a quarter pound of dank] and "Chelsea" was in on it.

I went to a rich public school, lots of partying and drugs. John was in my physics class. He was kind of a poser, really annoying, but was rich like a bunch of kids there. One day, don't know how we got to talking about it, but I explained the concept of smoking for free. You buy a large amount of weed, sell about 7 eights of it straight up and smoke the last eighth for free. An economical way for stoners...

Soon after, Chelsea, this younger girl I blazed with frequently. [I had transferred from a private school, they put me in a freshman history class because I had already taken the senior one basically] I met her and couple other hot little stoner girls in 1st period history. She lives down the street from school and we basically started getting high after school together. I didn't have many friends yet at the new school since i transferred in Feb of Junior year. Anyways, one day chelsea basically told me that John was pressuring her to buy a quarter pound. Yes, she was rich too. Instantly, I devised a way to set him up as I knew he was gonna try and rip her off. I knew the big dealer in the school, like legit sells everything and bought his own car, kid from other side of tracks selling to 80% other rich kids. I got his permission to jack the kid. {the story behind me being cool w/ the dealer was basically I knew a kid prior to transferring who was cool with the dealer, and I was accepted right away when I got there by association].

So the day comes, John actually rides his bike to her house. I called up two of my buddies from my old school who waited two houses down in a tahoe while john got to the house. Chelsea brings him in, takes him to back yard. Driveway was open. Supposedly she had the money in her purse. She hits send on her phone to call guys outside waiting once john was weighing it out. My buddies ran up driveway, put ski masks on, and jacked the weed, her purse, and the scale. She acts and screams like wtf wtf is going on. My friends were yelling some BS like "don't ever try and fuck with us again" or the like. I was told the look on his face was priceless. My buddy brought one of those mini louisville sluggers...and hit him a couple times in the body. lol

Literally, the next day. He ofcourse told everyone. the ENTIRE school was blazing with the rumor. Nobody had any idea I was behind it. John didn't know my connection to chelsea. I sat the next day face to face at our table in physics and everything and kept a straight face as he told me. The entire gossip surrounded if chelsea was in on it or not. She almost broke. Cried to me saying I need to tell b/c she was made out to look horrible. I told her to stay strong, hold out, as the gossip would soon blow over in a week to the next story which sure enough it it. We all split an ounce each. Me, chelsea, the two guys. We smoked fat blunts and cracked up over it that night. I became a mini legend to my old friends and into college because of it...To this day nobody from that high school knew I was behind it.