The Narcissist

21

Gem Anderson
Chapter 21| "Going over your house, why?"

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'Mom, Can I attend a party tonight and after I might sleep over at Rosa's?' I asked her knowing for sure I'm going to the party with the boys. Today is the day that Samantha host a big party and most of the school's here goes to it and even college students attend it too. She rented out a club for it and I apparently had to go.

'Okay, just don't do nothing stupid,' She replied and I smiled nodding my head at her. I looked down at the time and saw that it was 9:00 o'clock smiling I rushed upstairs going to take a bath.

When I came out I slipped on my lace panty and bra Vs set. I sprayed myself with some Vs Temptation perfume. I walked to my vanity sitting down curling up my hair. When I was done I did my makeup cute and simple after smoothed out my pink lipstick on my lips.

I pulled out my outfit from my nearby closet; putting it on I clipped on my white heels.

Walking to my closet I clipped on my pearl earrings grabbing my charm bracelet and phone. I walked downstairs and my mom smiled at me.

"You look good sweetheart," She complimented and I thank her. I walked down the street and Rosie picked me up.

'Looking all nice for Sam, huh?' She asked me and I shrugged.

"Maybe," I answered with a smirk.

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Everyone is so excited to get inside. Some people dance around outside like little toy robots, to the beat of the fast music.

As the line continues to grow outside, you find excitement through the massive doors that everyone is waiting to walk through.Two steps inside and you're in a magical world of disco lights, laser beams, and the irreplaceable glow of black lights shinning on people.

Everyone is smiling and having such a good time. You don't even realize you're packed in the club like sardines. The DJ moves you in ways no one has ever done before. Mixing the loud music on the turn tables to the beat you desire to hear, the DJ watches the half naked bodies of young men and women dancing around as if something has possessed their bodies.

Men are wearing an under shirt, or no shirt at all, and pants. They eye the women who strut around in tank tops and tight dance pants or skirts, and who are smiling, and letting all their worries go away. The line at the bar is extremely frantic, with people getting water or their favorite alcoholic beverage.

"Want a drink?" I heard Samantha ask me and I nodded. She handed me a glass filled with a clear substance and I took a sip. Oh, good god. The ice falls against the glass, my fingers sliding on the condensation before my fingers regain their grip. I feel the chill run down my esophagus and my head makes an involuntary shake.

A numbness creeps into my brain the way it did when I was a kid drinking too much slurpee too fast. The exotic taste burned my throat and I forced myself to gulp it down. Once I finally did I slip the cup back on the table.

The music moves me like I'm a puppet on strings, my head mashing so hard my brain is in shut down mode. There's so much sweat on my skin and not all of it's mine. The strobe masks so many of my movements, every clap of my hands like it's on pause at different moments. Tomorrow they'll be hell to pay, but tonight the alcohol keeps on flowing in like it's an IV drip.

"Hey, look it's Sam and the boys."

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'What you doing tonight?' Sam whispered in my ears and I smirked at him. 'Going over your house, why?' I whispered back in his ears and he nodded.

'Cool," He replied and I smiled back at him. My eyes averted towards the dance floor and Sam smirked. Grabbing my hand he dragged me towards it.

A whiskey later I'm ready to move with the music, hands in the air, body moving like an uncoiling rope, eyes on fire. The joy is like a shot of adrenaline to the heart and all at once I'm moving, one with the music, one with every crazy person dancing in this place. The music is a drug that brings me higher, higher until my mind buzzes with pure joy.

I feel as if my soul will shine so bright my skin will start to glow, like my aura would become visible. But the night is so young, my limbs have so much energy I could dance for millennia and then some more.

"Woah you're excited, huh?" Sam asked me and I nodded smiling.

I could go like this all night long, feet moving to the crazy beat like they belong to the music. I move in my skirt like my hips were made to sway, the sequins catching the disco ball light that twirls above launching a every shade of the rainbow into the darkness.

"Just try to keep up."

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I sat behind Sam on his motorbike as he drove to his house in the rain. When we got there we sneaked up the stairs not wanting to get caught by his parents.

When we made it to his room I took a shower slipping on one of his shirts and some briefs. Walking towards his bureau I smiled spotting some Chocolate Brownies.

Okay, maybe one won't hurt. Omg, why does this taste so good?

Placing yet another Brownie in my mouth I groaned spotting that only one remained. "What are you doing?" Sam walked out the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist with water dripping down his flawless body.

"Ugh, nothing," I giggled out stuffing the last brownie in my mouth. Sam's eyes widen as he tried to remove the Brownie from my lips, but I swallowed it smiling.

"I'm going to die," Sam stammered pacing around the room. I giggled yet again feeling my head spin around and around. Omg, there's unicorns and rainbows.

Grabbing a hold of his phone, Sam then dialed Tyrese's number. Swearing he then yelled in the phone saying, "We're all in deep shit Tyrese. Gem ate all the Hash Brownies. "

"What the fuck Tyrese? They were six in total! Oh, we're so dead."
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A/N: Hash Brownies are Brownies stuffed with Marijuana or Weed.

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