Me & You

11.5 Rebel

This chapter does not connect with the story , it's 420 and we just got our vlog , this is how we are celebrating lol .

Y/N POV

It's April 20 of 2018. Aka 420, which means David is going to rocket shit today.

I check my phone and see a handful of text. But I click on the one that says Zane.

*text message from Zane💀*

Zane💀: Baby, we got a party today!

Y/N💕: What time?

Zane💀: 9PM, and get hype as fuck, Dom is being thousands of weed baby!

Y/N💕: Okay I'll be there, but I still won't smoke😂.

So there's a party, and knowing my friends, it's not going to be a small one. I check the time 7:54PM. Oh shit!

"David! Are you going to Zane's party?" I yell to him in the living room.

"Uh, yeah," he says.

I put on a pair of ripped black jeans, a striped red and black shirt, and some black vans. We grab the keys to David's Tesla, and begin on our way.

~tiem skep brought to you by 420~

( play the song thisther )

We pull up to their house by 8:45. The sun is already down and there is at least thirty cars outside of their house. We could hear the music banging before we even reached the door. We opened the door and is already hit with the party. David pulled away by Jason, and I go through the middle of the dance floor to get to the drinking area.

Heath and Zane are already drunk off their asses, throwing beer bottles at each other. They start to dance to the song holding one another. They dance towards the beer pong table, then Zane gets the idea to stand on the table. I see David run from across the room and take out his camera, that boy has that camera with him at all times. "Y'all let me kick it like it 1986!" Zane yells and fall through the table. It gets quiet for like three second then we all start laughing again.

The chorus starts to roll in and we all know what to do. We push our way through the middle and stand in a group. David hands his camera to someone and waits.

OooooOooooh I'm a rebel just for kicks now

We all whip. It's a tradition, if you don't know to do that then you just shouldn't be here. We all dance and jump up and down to the rest of the song.

David and I go to the drinking area and take at least 10 shots of 151. We don't usually drink, but today is 420. Anything is acceptable. David fights his body when he sees Durte Dom pull Trevor Moran on his lap and they share a blunt. Not even two minutes pass, and the two are making out on the floor. None of us know Dom's sexuality, in my opinion he's just sexual.

We see blue and red flashes from the window. The music goes very quiet, and we hear a knock on the door. Matt and Scott goes to check who it is. Two police officers come in, "We got a couple of Boise complaints from your neighbors," the man in the front says. "Sorry were just having a little get-together," Matt says. The woman officer starts sniffing the air and follows her nose to Dom who still had a roach in his hand. She takes it out of his hand and takes a hit. She then passes it to the other officers. The man officer takes a hit, and nods his head, "The weed is good, you guys are fine with us."

The music turns back up and everyone continues dancing.

I mean, it's 420. Anything is acceptable.

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