Colorblind [h.s]

17

The music is blaring, but the sound of my heart racing rings in my ears.

Niall left me as soon as we got in here. Something about seeing me with an 'incredibly good looking guy' would turn the other guys off from talking to me.

I decide to not look like a complete loser and walk over to where the alcohol is.

There's a guy standing behind the bar; probably a frat guy in charge of the alcohol tonight. He's wearing khaki shorts and a polo shirt – a bit preppy for my liking.

Daddy's money, for sure.

"Hey beautiful, you want a beer?" he asks when I reach the bar.

Okay, he's definitely flirting with you. Flirt back, Violet.

"Yeah, I do." I smile.

He smiles back before leaning down and grabbing one from below the bar, "Here you go," he says, handing it to me.

"Do you want weed?" I blurt out, immediately regretting it.

My nerves got the best of me, clearly.

He laughs, "Yeah, sure. What you got?"

Time to turn up the heat... I think. I've never been the best at flirting, but I sold coke to Niall, so. That speaks for itself. Bella's also shown me some of her moves, so I decide to channel my inner Bella as best I can.

I lean over the bar top, showing off some cleavage. I point to my jacket and look up at him.

"13 a blunt. Interested?" I ask, batting my eyes.

"Fuck yeah, lemme get some cash," He says, pulling out his wallet and handing me a ten and three ones.

Too easy.

I grab one of the 1 gram blunts out of my bag, when I remember I have the 2 gram ones.

"Or 26 for 2 grams?" I ask, licking my lips and looking down at his before making eye contact again.

"I'll actually take both. My buddies will be all over this," he says as he pulls out the bills from his wallet.

I grab the two blunts and hand it to him over the counter as he hands me the cash at the same time.

"Thank you! This is sick," he smiles.

Time to finish him off.

"Oh, it was my pleasure," I say with a wink before I turn around with my beer, walking away.

I check my phone – 11:43. I've been here just over ten minutes and I've already made $39. This shouldn't be as bad as it seems.

As I'm walking toward another area, I bump into somebody.

"Shit, my bad," he says.

"No, no it was me. Sorry," I say before looking at him.

"What's up? You having fun?" he says with a smile.

Time to pounce.

"Yeah! This is such a fun party," I lean into him.

"Yeah it's dope, right? We've been planning it all week."

Yawn.

"Do you smoke? I have some blunts if you're interested," I say flirtatiously.

"Wait, really? That's actually awesome, my girlfriend and her friends were looking for some bud, but I think blunts should work too."

Okay, awkward.

"Yeah, no for sure," I say, leaning away and dialing it back a tad, "I have some 2 gram ones for $26 and then 1 gram for $13. How many friends does she have?"