I had my first pills long before ever trying weed, or even cigarettes, just in a moment of drunken madness. From being a "drugs are bad mmmkay" sort of kid to getting a bit curious. Then one night a friend of mine (who would soon after become a very good friend) walks up to me at 4am (at a club that opens til 6) and the conversation goes:
Friend: "I've just bought two pills from that guy" (having been looking for drugs all night)
I then proceed to follow suit and slip the two pills in the back of my pocket (I think they were lovehearts, it was around that period). I turned round to see another friend of mine, one of the cooler kids, looking at me as if to say "what are you up to?!". After all, this is remarkably out of character for me. With a smile he offers me the water which he has just swallowed his pills with. Had this not happened I'd have probably woken up the next day and thrown the pills away. I then turned back to my first friend and the conversation continued:
Me: "Dude, what do I do?"
Friend: "Just take em both mate." (And this was my responsible friend)
Me:
Swallows pills "Cool, what have I just done?"
Friend: "Ecstasy mate"
Me: "Cool..."
Friend: "..."
Me: "...what's that?"
He went on to tell me that I'd feel better than I'd ever felt in my life (and was right) and you guys know the rest
