Musthaves and Misfits

Meeting and Makeouts

As he continued down the highway, the buzz I had showed no sign of wearing off and frankly I didn't want it to. I wanted to be able to blame my stupid reckless decision to get in the car with a rumored criminal on the alcohol currently reeking havoc on my motor skills.

"Lil mama?" the name sent heat to my cheeks and my core. He was ridiculously hot. Although he was the exact opposite of what I usually go for. His scruffy hair and his barely noticeable 5 o'clock shadow. His black long sleeve shirt and jeans. The unmistakable scent of weed mixed in with his cologne. He was everything I stayed away from, but also everything that I wanted-no needed at this moment. 'He's a complete stranger' my subconscious yelled. "Ava" my thoughts were cutoff. "Are you ok? You kind of disappeared there." he said. 

"Yeah sorry. It's been a long day." I sighed. "Can I ask you why you got in my car?" he questioned. I took me a little while to think of an answer other than I have no idea. "I went to the party to let loose and have some fun, and I just ended up getting a whole lot of bullshit." I mumbled bitterly. "Well you made a good decision baby, I was on my way to another party. You can tag along if you want." he smirked.

By that time, all my drunk brain could think of was spending more time with Nate and getting more alcohol in my system. "I'm in." I responded. After about 20 minutes, we pulled up to an average size house. Smaller than Vince's, although the party seemed bigger. It was spilling out of the front door and onto the lawn. 

As I stepped out of the car and followed Nate up the steps I realized that this was nothing like the party I had left. It was completely different. The smell of pot was so potent, that I'm sure I was already getting a contact high by just being near the house. there were clusters of people snorting lines off of each other or any nearby surface.

The people were different too, they weren't typical sluts dressed in short dresses and hooker heels and guys in they're skinny jeans and leather jackets. The girls had on sneakers and sweatshirts. The guys were in flannels with holes in them. Everyone was so mellow. Except for those who had obviously had too much liquor and not enough pot. 

As we walked in I decided it would probably be best to stick with Nate. I followed him through the house and towards the backdoor. As we walked by the kitchen, I grabbed a beer bottle from a cooler and took sips as I continued following him.

The backyard was packed except for a couch on the patio that contained a few people that Nate seemed to know. The table in front of them contained multiple brightly colored and elaborate bongs. 

Nate took a seat on an empty chair. I looked around at the people in front of realizing that they were all staring at me. I looked to Nate to see if he was gonna introduce me. When he just grabbed one of the bongs and took a hit, I took it upon myself to meet all of his friends. "Hi everyone, I'm Ava and I'm here because I made the stupid decision to get into a strangers car and let him take me to god knows where." I said as the alcohol slightly slurred my words.

Everyone just started chuckling, except for Nate. He just exhaled the smoke and stared off into space.

"I'm Stella and this is my boyfriend Sammy." One of the girls introduced. She had long hair and a full figure she had the body and the boy that every girl would kill for. He had fluffy hair and the same 5 o'clock shadow as Nate. He was wearing some type of jersey, and khakis while Stella had on a white tank top under a black sweater with jeans on. She was sitting on Sammy's lap and they had a blanket draped over them. 

"HI, I'm Gigi and this is my boyfriend Jack." the next girl introduced. Her dark hair was in french braids and she was sporting dark lipstick and hoop earrings. she was petite although she was probably my height if i wasn't wearing heels, she seemed really tiny sitting next to her boyfriend. He had fluffy hair like Sammy, but his jawline was probably 10x better. She had on a black sweatshirt that said Gilinsky and dark wash skinny jeans. She was the kind of pretty that made you realize that you could never quite pull anything of just as well as she could. 

The next one to introduce himself was a blonde boy who had a baby face. "Hey, I'm JJ and I know I look like I'm twelve but trust me not all of me looks like it's twelve." he said, sending a wink in my direction. 

Nate grabbed my hand and pulled me down so that I was sitting across his lap. He looked at JJ and stuck his tongue out. "I picked her up outside of MY parents house. She is MINE." I looked at him and my intoxicated subconscious told me to go with it. So that's what I did. 

We sat there for a couple of minutes in silence. He leaned forward and grabbed the bong off of the table. When I shifted uncomfortably, he turned to look at me. After reading my face, he started chuckling. "What?" I slapped his arm. "Nothing, it's just that I figured you were innocent, but not this innocent." he continued laughing.

"What is that supposed  to mean?" I questioned, getting frustrated with his continuous laughing. "Ava, I figured that since you are like 22 years old and you go to UCSB that you would've tried pot at least once. My face flushed. It's like I had the opportunity very much considering I went to an all girls school up until college. 

"Well, what if I tried it now?" I asked running my finger up and down his chest. He looked at me and pulled out his lighter. He ignored me and took a hit. What I didn't expect is that he would pull my mouth to his and breath out, pushing all the smoke into my mouth. I didn't let go that quick. I breathed the smoke out through my nostrils and kept my lips on his.

He slowly started moving his lips and I enjoyed that alcohol motivated slow kiss. After a couple of minutes, I released him and rested my head in the crook of his neck. His mellowed breathing and the mellow music eventually put me to sleep.