Things Change

Chapter 17: Smurf?

Valerie's POV.

"I didn't realize my presents was not approved, your mother fucking highness." I said with a fake bow and a gurge expression.

"Oh. Fuck. Nah. That made me sound bad. What I meant to say was who invited you. No that sounds even worse. Oh! I got it. How did you know I had a kick back today ? yeah that it." He rambled on and smiled once he felt that he had it.

Just as I was about to answer I felt Cole drape his arm around my shoulder.

"I invited her man." Cole said.

"Cool. Well fuck, smoke, and drink till your hearts content. My castle was made to be shared." he says while laughing.

"Alright then." Me and Cole laugh in unison.

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Jason's POV.

Well I don't know why I feel dirty looking at Valerie after I fucked... uh what's her name.... Cathy.... Carla... Cristina? Yeah let's just go with Cristina.

She's currently rolling a blunt and drank vodka with something in the bottle. Not sure what but we're all about to find out.

Cole laughed at Valerie rolling it up. She obviously had no idea what she was doing.

Everyone was pretty much out of it in more than one way. I remained sober considering I would be the one to take care of them like the responsible host I am. Serious. God I'm a dick but sheesh people. I'm not bad.

"Val give me the thing before we all die of boredom." Cole says taking the blunt from Valerie.

She just laughs handing it over. All of a sudden I see her stop laughing and think something wrong. She put her index fingers on her lips and starts yelling. 'Shshshshssh' until it was dead silent. Only took seven seconds roughly.

"Do you guys hear that?" she asks looking around the ceiling of the room. Everyone just looks at each other and shrugs.

"It's the angles singing for us." She smiles looking up for what I guess is heaven. Getting up from the couch she was originally sprawled on she gets up clapping her hands and swaying her hips to absolutely nothing. She gasps.

"They stopped." She smiles.

"Alright who gave her smurf?" I ask seriously. Everyone just laughs but I'm very serious. Some peoples bodies react differently then others and it's one hell of a drug. Either way, the only way to get it out of your system is to throw it up.

*One Hour Later*

Okay so I have good news and bad news. Good news is Valerie isn't dead. Bad news is she is higher than the fucking sky. She's dancing all on her own,  with people around her, to the playlist we have going and it's currently "Drunk in Love" by Beyoncé.

"Grindin' on dat wood, grindin' grindin' on what wood..." She sings all while laughing, clapping, and dancing.

Some yells next and 'Yonce' starts to play. I can already tell this is not going to be good.

"Who's willing to dance?!" she yells while Beyoncé is saying the "SAY HEY MISS CARDER" part.

I raise my hand out of pure curiosity. She's can't be a bad dancer.

She grabs it and drags me to the dance floor.

"I have to ask you first. Are you ready ?" She says with a smirk.

"There's nothing you can do that I can't handle babe." I smirk back. She just laughs and puts my hands in her hips.

"Let's see." She smirks.