THE GREEN ROOM (Lesbian, gxg)

Chapter 1

Aria

Painting has been all I've really thought about. All I have deeply felt. Ive never felt close to anyone closer than I do with painting. Except maybe, Casper.

I've known and have been painting Casper since we were in middle school. He had this way of breaking my shell completely away and now it is completely gone. I'm just not very used to that yet. It's crazy to think about how I was always quiet and awkward but now... because of him and his shenanigans.. I feel much more free. Way more expressive. Who knew all I needed was a flamboyant gay guy in my life?

I hope he will be here soon. The emptiness of my place seems so erie, maybe I need a cat.

Phone rings.

"AYYY WHATTUP IM OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR, OPEN THIS BITCH UP"

Oh shit I didn't mean lock it.

I scramble as fast as I can to the door.

"Bitch you really need to give me a key" is the first thing he says walking through the door.

"Sure, I'll get you one with the design of ball sacks on it. Since you love them oh so dearly."

We both crack up. He leans over and says

"You know I like to lick them sometimes, guys love that shit"

I cringe. That shit is nasty.

"You like your ballsacks and I love my tiddies"

I smirk and direct us to my huge couch den. Neon cozy style and tweaked it with my own twist. Filled with plants, it's almost like a jungle in here.

"This shit is groovy as fuck, I'd love to trip here sometime."

He looks at me then grows the biggest and more grinchiest smirk I have seen.

"I have a question Aria."

I'm curious.

"Yes?"

"Haven't you always wanted to trip here with someone special? Or haven't you always wanted to have sex on shrooms?"

The thought of both excite me. I haven't had much luck with finding a girl though so I don't exactly have a lot of hope.
The thing about tripping with someone is it deeply connects you with someone. That's why it's always interested me. I've also heard the sex is amazing but that's a different story.

"What's your point?"
I blurt out. What is he talking about??

"Just nevermind, do you know anyone with shrooms?"

Im a hippie.

"Yes, of course."

He looks at my serious.

"Okay listen. There's this party going down and we have to go. It's tomorrow night. It's at a secret location but I think we will be good. Anyways, my point is that we need to get drugs and get ready for this party tomorrow. It's called the Green Room party. I don't know about you but i'm trying to find a hottie."

He starts squealing and wailing his hands around in excitement.

"Aria, this party won't be like any party you have been to before."

That gave me chills. This sounds cool i'm honestly excited. Its refreshing to be trying something new.

I haven't really thought about dating recently mostly due to the lack of real gay girls in my area. They all seem to not be as passionate about me. Maybe this will be different?

"Let's do it. You work on all the other drugs besides shrooms like weed for example. Let's pack some stuff in my car and we HAVE to be looking our absolute hottest."

He slides next to me and wraps his weirdly buff arm around me.

"Fuck yes bitch."

He seriously says.

"I like your cologne by the way."

As I notice his nice scent.

"Thank you my ex got it for me."

He hysterically laughs and then says

"It's alright."

The door from my balcony is open and the cool breeze comes flowing in. The gentle coolness is so nice, exactly what I needed.

"Want to smoke a joint on the balcony?"

I ask as I pull a pink joint out of my pocket.

"Duh bitch, awe shes so cute"

He says as he smiles and examines closer at the joint.

"I know right I love the cute colors."

I open the doors to my balcony all the way and the wind comes whooshing towards me. The air feels so nice under my silk robe. I push the bottom down to make sure I don't flash Casper. The wind pauses for a moment. I hurry to sit down on the chair and fix my, slightly mess now, long dark hair. 

"You are gorgeous as fuck."

Casper says. I look over at him and he's smirking at me.

"Any real lesbian would eat you up."

The comment made my face flush bright red.

"Especially that blushing, mmmmm girl I hope you find yourself something from green room or i'll have to find a bitch for you."

"Whatever"

I say smiling. He's always an idiot i'm just going to move on this conversation.

I light the joint and take a few puffs. I pass it him and he takes like ten hits.

"Jeez you're going all out huh."

He scoffs

"You would too if you're tolerance was fucked."

True. I've had to take tolerance breaks before.

We continue puffing and watching as the night city stay still. The occasional cars passing by. The silence followed by the breeze in the trees.
It's so beautiful.