Alright so you want to sell on campus right well this post will pretty much explain how to sell on campus and how much to buy ounces for and how to sell them back. Also I will discuss fronting. And the pictures below are some ounces I would get fronted I pinched the bag to have some smoke for myself too and I say that this bud is killer shit while its actually less then an ounce I can manage to sell all of it and make 140.Okay bro I'm about to share with you my life story of small time selling and small time profits for big time risks. Pay attention this one is going to be good. It all started at the age of 16 when I took a hit of that first blunt, "man oh man" I thought to myself "what have I been missing all these years." The kid who got me started was a dealer. He was a new kid on the block me and my friends started hangin with him and one day he popped the question " Yall niggas smoke tree?" "Treee?" we all eagerly replied? He then made it clear for us saying "you guys want to get high?" We were noobs at the time and he was like 3 years older then us and we never really been exposed to weed. I have always been eager to experiment with weed,shrooms, and even pills. So me and my closest friend were like "sure we never been high before but we always talked about buying a little bit just to experiment." And then my other friend was like "nah man, I'm out I'll catch yall later." He was always a softy. Anyways after he leaves my friend "E" the dealer pulled out a blunt and then leads us to his back yard where we sat on some chairs. Then he sparked it up and started talking about how to hit the blunt right. He passed it to me and I took a massive hit. I let some of the smoke out and inhaled a second after releasing the smoke like he told us, I was coughing like a mother fucker. Then took another light hit. And passed to my friend "J". After that first hit I got lightheaded and super high. I was trying so hard not to burst out laughing. Then when it came to me again I took light hits because I didint want to cough for 3 minutes straight again. Passed it to J then as soon as he passed it to E, J burst out laughing like an autistic kid, and as soon as he did I followed and both of us where just laughing our asses off for no reason and E just kept hitting the blunt watching us and calling us " fuckin light weights" we were so stoned we didin't even realize E was trying to pass the blunt to us. He said " fuck it I need the rest of this blunt to get fucked up like yall" we obviously didn't care we were to stoned. We started lookin at stuff in the backyard in awe, everything was just so funny and trippy. I remember "E's"dog was licking his own dick and I said I can do that too and we all just laughed and had a great time. rofl I. That was one of the best days of my life. Then after that I started wanting to buy weed so me and my best friend could relive that awesome day again. "E" told us that he would always sell us some good shit and said " never buy from other people they won't hook you up as fat as I will." Anyways we always bought from him, smoked with him, and he basically was getting paid to smoke his own shit with us. After a while "E" was real cool with us he started calling us up when he would smoke, thus we would not always have to buy niks, and dimes every time we wanted to smoke. He would just smoke with us so we got high for free. Then one day E popped the question " a yall niggas wanna make some money?" Me and J said "sure we down for it" He then explained that he was going to front us ounces and quarters and he told us how much to sell that shit for and how not to get caught. You see he was the mentor because he was a real hood nigga. He didn't grow up like a normal suburban white kid. He was raised in the projects where he had to slang to get by he learned from his older brother who was in jail at the time for battery. Anyways he would usually front us ounces of some decent quality mids and say " Alright bitches I want 110$ dollas when yall get done sellin this shit and I dont give a fuck what yall do with it I better get my fuckin money next time yall show up at my crib." And thus a small time seller was born. Now what we used to do is keep the shit at the house and when we were in school we would ask people we knew if they wanted to buy some trees. And most of the damn kids would want nicks and dimes so I would rip small nugs and fold them in notebook paper and just hand it to them. It was high school so no scale was needed I just eyeballed what a dime or nick would look like and made sure it didint look skimpy and just handed them out in folded notebook paper lol! Then I met a friend named "B" who actually had a job and says he would buy ounces every week or every 2 weeks. Thats when I started making some good money. I told all my damn friends who used to buy nicks and dimes my dealer got busted so they wouldint ask me anymore. But I just wanted them to get off my back now that Ive found an ounce buyer. Anyways what I would do is sell the ounces to him for 160$. What I did was Wrap the ounce with layers of notebook paper to where it would look like a doo doo shaped paper ball. Then a layer of aluminum foil and one more sheet of notebook paper, all this to hide the smell. Then I would place the doo doo shaped paper ball in a old binder I used when I was a freshmen in one of the side pockets. I would then take the binder to school and of course no one would assume a whole ounce was in a students binder. But when I brought it to school my heart would beat like a mother fucker. It was just adrenaline carrying this much bud. I would see him in my first period and during the beginning of class while everyones talking and not paying attention I would bring the binder to his desk and say " thanks for the notes" and just walk away. The next day he would give my binder back and I would put an ounce in it and prepare it for next week. and he would even then invite on weekends to go smoke with him. Life was great back then. Lets recap, I would make 50$ like every week or two, smoke free bud with the kid I sold it too. And bam! everyone was happy. Even E was impressed. I would brag to J about how I can sell faster then him lol. He would get mad and say " dude cmon let me sell to some of your customers too I can't find nobody." It was great knowing I have surpassed him. If you guys have a best friend you know What its like to get competitive. Its like we competed over everything lol. He got a Girl before me though but I didin't care because Mary Jane was my new Girl. Then came the downfall, well not really a downfall but a mistake. I got too greedy and reckless and told "E" That I wanted two ounces from now on. "E" said "Damn nigga you think you some bigshot now? How the fuck are gonna manage two ounces?" I told him about "B" who would buy ounces from me I then explained one entire ounce I would sell to him and then I will break up the other ounce for kids who wanted dimes and shit. And boom I told people I was selling again and I started taking quads to school folded in notebook paper and then placed it in a thin folder. I would then just go around class asking kids I knew if they needed dimes or dubz, And when they did I would say meet me in the bathroom after class and I'll give it to you. I would then ask for the money first while we were in class so the trade process would be shorter in the bathroom. At the end of class we have 5 minute intermission to get to our other classes. So between periods we would goto the bathroom and I would break it up in the bathroom stall and he would be in the one next to me and I would fold it in paper and slide it under to his stall and wala! Transaction complete. One day though I felt like a badass and I started to trade this kid a dub infront of a whole bunch of kids in the middle of a class. I just pulled out the folded paper I had the bud in and eyeballed a dub ripped a part of the paper,put the nugs in it and balled it up and threw it across the room at him. And a bunch of kids were just starring at me, I didint think any of them would snitch. This one bitch gave me a real dirty look and I was like shit I might be fucked. My instinct then kicked in I told the kid I sold it to, to ask the teacher to use the bathroom and hide it somewhere in there until the end of school. He did as I commanded and asked for permission to use the bathroom and hid it somewhere. Then when he came back the bitch that was giving me the dirty look went upto the teacher and started saying something to her. At that point I nearly pissed myself. She then makes a phone call and looks at me and I froze from fear. I didint know what to do. 2 minutes later a police officer comes into class and says that the principal wants to see me and the kid who I sold the bud to. I said alright and he then escorted us to the principals office. My bud was in the folder I was carrying. He told me to take my stuff. We got to the office and the principal, assistant principal, and the cop explained to us saying someone reported you guys had drugs on you and we are required to search you. At that moment I almost cried rofl! He starts making us empty out our pockets, take off our shoes, and lift up our shirts. But the funny thing was they never checked my folder lmfao! Its because no one expects their to be bud in a thin little folder. And basically he said we were clean and someone probably misinformed them. And the entire time when they were searching me I just pretended like I did'nt know why they were searching me. Like I was playing dumb. "saying why are we up here being searched? Is this random? I have no idea what your talking about". Saying all this stuff to make them think I'm a good kid. And they just let us go. BAsically I learned you can't be flashy. Be discreet. I told E and J about it after school and we all just smoked and talked about it. And yeah end of story. E no longer lives near me nor does he sell anymore his connection got busted. Anyways if you buy ounces buy for 50 to 30 dollars under the street price. Then sell for 20 to 30 dollars above street price. Lets say you buy an ounce of some real good mids for 120$ thats if you can get good hookups, then sell that for 160 170 say its real good shit, you know be convincing. And have a scale when you start buying those ounces.