She was only there to do her normal thing. Get high or maybe drunk of her ass. But not meet a guy.
Sure she's had her one night stands, and not even bothering to get her one night lovers name. But this meeting with this one guy was different.
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Her and her friend Khymie hopped in their car. Ready to head out to their usual hangout. It was probably a usual hangout for every so called "wild" teen who dared to sneak out.
Alcohol was exchanged, drugs passed around. But surprisingly no fights.
Maybe that was why adults could never catch the teens.
"Come on Jasmine. Pass the blunt will you?" Khymie nagged Jasmine as she was continuously taking hits not sharing.
"Hold up, damn."
Khymie sighed becoming impatient. But Jasmine soon gave Khymie the rest of the blunt.
They were both squeezed at the end of a couch that was crowded; The couch was only meant to hold 4 people. But it somehow managed to hold 9.
"What are you doing?" Jasmine asked
Khymie took a swig of vodka after each hit she took.
"What does it look like?" Khymie asks
"Trying to kill yourself that's what." Jasmine replies
"Its not even that bad. Try it."
Khymie then hands the bottle over to Jasmine along with the blunt.
As soon as Jasmine knocks back the drink after the hit of the blunt, she immediately starts coughing.
"Dear god.," she coughs, "Why do I listen to you sometimes?"
She continues coughing
"Hey. Don't blame it on me. You could've said no." Khymie shrugs
"What fun would that be?" Jasmine smiles
"Exactly my point." Khymie smiles
They continue their bicker and don't notice the extremely hot guys walk in. Both of them taking a liking to the feisty girls bickering. One of them was wearing a t shirt along with skinnies and a pair of converse. His name was Nash. The other was wearing a snapback, khakis along with a sweatshirt and a pair of vans. His name was Hayes.
Nash immediately took a liking to Jasmine. I mean who wouldn't though? Her tan skin could be seen through the flashing lights that were strobed in the house. Her brown hair loosely curled falling down mid back. Grey Skinny jeans and a low cut top adorning her slim but curvy body. Paired with a pair of Sperry's. Her jean jacket buttoned up but leaving a few buttons open for whoever wanted to have a look.
Hayes took a liking to Khymie. Her somewhat long hair that was shoulder length. She had blonde highlights in her hair. Her flowery shorts stopping mid thigh, tank top and black leather jacket giving her a girly girl but dangerous edge to her. Ankle booties were on her feet making her legs look long.
Both of the girls were busty. So they took advantage of that showing some cleavage. But not so much that they were considered slutty.
Both Nash and Hayes's hungry piercing blue eyes looked at every curve and imperfection of the girls bodies. Smirking in satisfaction; They've found their targets of the night.
And you best believe they always get what they want....
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