Bodies were moving around me in blurs as i tried to regain my vision. I stumbled past people on the table doing body shots, shaking my head as I remembered my first time, the taste took forever to get out. You have to be wasted to do it again.
Sighing, I scanned the crowd for someone new. I spotted the new guy from my Bio class. I looked him up and down, dark jeans hanging slightly off his hips, the bottoms met his shiny white Nike's, a tight, long sleeved Hollister hid his tight abs, the sleeves rolled up showing his arm muscles. His face got better. His fair complexion made his high cheekbones and full, cherry lips standout while his shaggy blond hair fell above his eyebrows. I licked my lips as I sauntered over to him with a smirk on my face.
"You've got something on your butt," I told him. He turned his head to look at his butt.
"What?" He asked confused.
"My eyes," I shrugged. He glanced at his friends, looking unsure.
"Uh, thank you for looking?" His friends bursted into laughter.
"James, James, James!" Jake Holiday shooked his tousled brown hair. "That's not how you reply to a pick up line."
"How am I supposed to then?" This kid looked seriously confused. Was he gay? No guy that good looking doesn't know how to flirt.
"Um, how 'hey baby let's go upstairs'?" I offered.
"Why would we go up there?" Jake hit him on the side of the head.
"I don't have time for this, if you figure it out I'll be over there," I made my way over to my good friend Lei, my head was starting pound and I was feeling my last dose wear off. You know in the song Rockstar where it says everybody has a drug dealer on speed dial? Everybody had Lei on speed dial.
I had the need to get as wasted and high as I could.
*James POV*
"I still don't get it," I told Jake. He threw his arms in the ait.
"What do you not get!?!?"
"Uh, everything."
"Dream Clark wanted to sleep with you!" He, finally, told me.
"Why?"
"I don't know! Why is the sky blue? Why are you stupid?" he half yelled.
"Oh," i said.
"Oh? Just oh? You do know that Dream is a dream, right?"
"No, cause that made no sense," I was completely confused.
"I'm done with this," He said exasperated.
"And I have to pee." I jogged over to the stairs, taking two at the time I threw open the bathroom door. I came out when I was done and heard yelling coming from the room next to me. I walked over and cracked the door a little to see a girl with long, dark hair arguing with a guy with short, spiky hair, near a balcony.
I couldn't make out what they were saying, but all of a sudden the girl slapped the guy.
The rest happened in a fast blur. The guy grabbed her arm and yanked her to face him. I then say it was Dream. Before I could do anything he let go of her and pushed her. She stumbled back and hit the balcony. I had already started running to her and grabbed her arm and yanked her forward.
She had hold of the guy and he went back and hit the balcony and tumbled over it.
And fell two story's on to the pavement.
I stood shocked with wide eyes.
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The Party Scene
RomansaDream was a party girl. She didn't beleive in trust or relationships. She got high and drunk as much as she could. James wasn't the brightest crayon in the box. He was a cheerful guy though. He didn't beleive in getting drunk or high or one night st...