Out of this World

1. All These Party Girls

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1. All these Party girls

Winona

I dance to the music. Letting my body move to the tempo, losing myself. I could never get tired of this! Everything is fading into the background, thanks to the pot-lights and smoke filling the air.

My pulse and mind racing as everything slowed down. I smile inwardly at myself. This is what I lived for! Parties all night, sexy guys all day- yes, I like to do it in the day, with a slight high ebbed deep within my bones. Being high all day is a personal goal that I accomplish most of the time.

Most would say this isn't a life worth living. They are those who have never tried to live. And I don't mean that fucking 'YOLO' crap. I mean, living to enjoy life. And sometimes in life, you need an escape and getting high is an easy escape from an unwanted life.

Don't get me wrong, being high is great, but I'm not some stoner. I'm an outsider trying to figure out life. I don't make the mistake of trying to fit in, that right was denied to me at birth.

I try not to think of that deep type of shit, unless I feel I'm really losing myself and lucky that hasn't happened in a long ass time. I dedicated this time in my life to; experience new things, meet new people, probably gonna make a couple of bad sexy mistakes and tell my children about them in the far, far, far future so they know momma wasn't know bitch that didn't do anything.

A pair of familiar hands grab my hips and I instantly move into them.

"I see you missed me." Fear whispers, in my ear with his thick husky voice.

"Don't flatter yourself, it's not you that I missed, more so of your member." I tell him, teasingly, grinding my hips against him.

He chuckles, tightening his grip. "Then we should head back to my place."

I turn and meet his eyes and look at him sideways. He hasn't changed. He still towers over me and has ice dreadlocks hanging to his shoulders. Fear comes from the freezing part of Uranus, so within some generations, their people have been born with some parts of ice found in them.

Yes, Fear is his real name. I'm not sure what's worse the fact that is name is Fear or the fact that it turns me on.

Fear's ice comes out in his hair, which can be so pretty, because in the right sunlight it looks like sparkling crystals. His face has strong, sharp features that most Uranians have. Fear is very sexy with all his big muscles and growing sideburn beard, sometimes I can't help but look and stare. He's sexy I can admit that, but no! I know I'm high, but I'm not that high! He's my ex for a reason.

"Sorry, Fear, but I'll get high as hell with you." I offer.

"Nah, I'm high enough." he counters, looking disappointed.

I roll my eyes. This motherfucker is not about to have me bent all up in every position.....again! "Okay, bye then." I tell him walking away.

I don't let him ruin my night and continue getting high then a drunk bumps into me as I'm dancing. Ugh! I hate drunks, like damn why are you doing this to your body?!

I slip past him and towards my friend, Josien, who is across the room. I like Josien, she's a wanderer. She's a very pretty girl. She is dark midnight blue with white markings over her body.

She also wears her shame on her skin. Her blue skin is a result of her mother being from the outer rings of Saturn and her father must have been from the hot planet Venus. Her parents never married so their shame was inherited down to her.