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Later that night, Mason woke up without Nova. He had no idea what time it was, but that didn't matter. Mason dragged his ass to the bathroom and went pee. After Mason was done, he spotted Nova in the back lounge with Trace and Frankie.

"What's up?" Mason said, walking into the back lounge.

"Just watching a movie, smoking a blunt," Frankie said, scooting over so Mason could sit down.

"What time is it?"

"Twelve after midnight."

"Oh okay!" Mason leaned in next to Nova, whispering. "Wanna get fucked up?"

"You want a happy stick?" Nova says whispering back.

"Tea would be nice, I mean if we have a way to make any."

"Uh, no cups last I checked, cause I wanted some earlier. We need to get some mugs or something."

"Oh, I guess a happy stick will do for now. We can share or do you want your own?"

"I like sharing, but I got enough so we don't have to. Let me go get you one," Nova says, kissing his cheek and getting up to go to her bunk.

Nova returned a few minutes later with the happy sticks, and handed Mason one and her lighter. Mason lit his, then handed the lighter back to her. The first drag went down smoothly, unlike the first one he had the day before.

The effects of the happy stick, seemed to be setting in slowly for Mason this time. He knew his surroundings and who was awake. Mason tried to take his time smoking, as to not have anything stupid happen in front of his friends.

Nova was used to the effects, but felt it'd be safer to smoke slower because she wasn't at home or the club, and weird things might happen otherwise. The urge to do something stupid, just crossed Nova's mind, but she felt as if she were being held down by someone stronger than her.

"Mason," Nova said, as she burst out laughing. "Mason, come to the dark side!"

"Dark side?"

"We have cookies, tea and (whispers) pussy!"

Mason rolled his eyes at Nova, and went back to smoking. Suddenly, he felt the same heaviness he got last time he smoked the happy stick. Mason thought that was just something that happens when you smoke one of these.

After finishing his happy stick, the heaviness feeling went away. So many different thoughts and ideas seemed to float around in his mind. The only thing he could focus on were the lights coming in and out of the bus windows, as they were still driving down some random highway.

"Mason!" Trace half screamed at him. Mason kinda looked in his direction, but didn't respond. "Mason Tyler Musso!"
Mason still didn't respond, he just started laughing. "Hello! Earth to Mason!" Trace screamed close to Mason's face this time.

"Oh hello!" Mason said, finally responding like nothing happened.

"What the fuck dude?"

"What do you mean, what the fuck?"

"I was trying to ask if you wanted to watch another movie with Frankie and me. It looked like you were spaced out, but then you looked at me, which I thought you were going to say something, but you just smirked and started laughing."

"I did no such thing!" Mason shouted, making Nova jump, which also made himself jump because she had her head in his lap.

"Don't scare me!" Nova shouted, only because Mason shouted.

"Sorry, didn't mean to. Didn't know you had your head in my lap."

"Like I was trying to ask before, do you want to watch another movie with Frankie and me?"

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