"Take a hit! Take a hit!"
"C'mon Taylor you can do it!"
"I can't! Gahhhh! I'm freaking out!"
"You got this!"
"Were all gonna get arrested smoking out in public!"
"Aye at least we're gonna get high before we go to jail!"
Taylor put the joint in her mouth and inhaled."Holy fuck!" She started coughing as everyone cheered for her.
"Ha-ha its awesome isn't it!" Taylor passed it to Stello.
Shit! That hurt! Gosh I haven't smoked since freshman year man!"
"It was good though you know it was! Don't know why you ever stopped! " Said Chris.
They all laughed as the joint was passed around. Lita and Taylor sat with their backs against the 711 building, both glad to be graced with the presence of the most incredible minds they've
come to know. The three guys, Chris, Costello and Drew, and of course each other. They were all each other's escape, they understood each other in ways that no one else could.
"If you could go back in time what day would you go to?" Chris asked.
"Oh gosh! There's too many!" Taylor replied.
"August 15th 1969" said Lita.
"Why the fuck would you want to go there" said Stello.
"69 bro!" Drew said as he stood up from the ground.
"It was the first day of Woodstock dumb ass!"
"That's rad" said Taylor.
"I wonder how much weed was smoked during those 3 days of Woodstock."
"Incredible amounts" said Drew.
It was conversations like these that kept them going. To be able to talk about anything to people, to have people listen to what you have to say and care about it, was an amazing gift. The group lived in the Suburbs of San Diego, California, a paradise... Yea, guess you could say so, but they wanted so much more. Not exactly sure what or where it was, but it was out there somewhere.
"Hey guys so one of my friends is having a party tomorrow, we should all go!" said Drew.
"Ohhhhh first first party of the summer!" Taylor said.
"One of your friends? Dude their all like 35!" said Stello.
"25 and their fucking awesome, c'mon you anti social freak you know you want to go!"
"Where's it at?"
"His house in PB."
"Oh is it the same dude whose Halloween party you went to?" said Chris
"Yup"
"Yea I remember that picture you posted on Instagram of some drunk bitch throwing up all over your car...Sounds like lots of fun dude!"
"Chris it's drunken"said Taylor.
"No it's not!"
"Drunken is proper grammar thank you."
"Since when did you care about being proper you fucking grammar Nazi?"
"HEY HEY if you guys don't want to go you don't have to I was just making a nice suggestion for something we could do tomorrow cause I know all of you aren't gonna do shit!"
"I object to that dude, I had plans to re watch the first season of Supernatural" Said Chris.
"Don't worry Drew, I'll go with you!" Said Taylor.
"See someone here has a life! What about you Lita?"
Chris pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one up and said
"Yea, like her moms gonna let her out of the house.
"I'm actually surprised that she lets you come out her and hang with us." Stello added.
"You never know" she replied.
"Ya never know? The woman wouldn't let you see Jesus Christ Superstar... Its fucking Jesus Christ!" Said Chris.
"I'm going if Tay goes! I'm not gonna be left out anymore"
"Sweet! Alright Now, Chris and Stello have fun with your boring lives while we play beer pong!" Said Drew.
"I lied, I wanna play beer pong!" Said Chris.
"I never said I didn't want to go, I just said your friends are old "Said Stello.
Lita really wanted to go to this party, but she knew Chris was right, the chances of her attending the party where fucking impossible.
"Wait a sec, this will be Lita's first party!" Said Taylor.
"Holy fuck, it will! Now you gotta go!" Said Stello.
Lita scratched her arm and smiled down at the ground
" I know, I'm gonna try my best to make sure i go. I think I'm gonna head home, give me a ride Stello?" Lita said.
"Yea yea one sec." He replied.
"We should all head home it's getting late" said Chris.
"Its five thirty you wimps! The fuck do you mean it's late?" Said Drew.
"By late he means we are all getting tired of you and we want to go!" Lita replied a sarcastic tone. "Awww I love you Drew!" She said as she kissed him on the cheek.
"I wanna get another soda wait for me!" Said Taylor. Chris followed her in there. They came out five minutes later both carrying orange soda. They walked to Stello's van. It was an orange Volkswagen van, from the 70's. Chris opened the door to the back
"lady's first"
he said as he let Taylor and Lita in. The van was fully decorated, curtains and all. There was even a futon placed in the back covered with quilts and pillows. Drew took a seat next to Lita on the floor, Taylor plopped down on the futon and Chris sat in shotgun.
"Your van looks more and more like a drug dealers every day, I'm proud of you." Lita said to Stello as he laughed.
"Hey I think we should drive this to the party tomorrow!" Taylor suggested.
"Yea dude they'll think we're a bunch of hipsters and they'll fucking worship us!" Said Chris.
"Ha-ha! Let's do it!" Said Stello. They arrived at Lita's house first. "See ya later doll." Said Stello.
"Bye guys, see ya tomorrow!"
"Yea we better!" Said Taylor. Drew hoped out of the car and put his at around her shoulder.
"Aye, if your parents say no, we can sneak you out k?"
"And how do you plan on doing that?"
"Your rooms on the right side of the house right?"
"Yea."
"So we get a ladder and you climb through the window."
"Dude there's a screen on my window man!"
"Well you can cut the screen and climb through!"
"Where ya gonna get the latter?"
"My neighbor has one, we can take it from him and put it back right after we get you, he'll never even know it was gone!"
"Why not just ask to use the latter?"
"Because its funner the other way!"
"Night Drew!"
"Its a beautiful plan!" He walked back to the van and Lita continued to her house.
YOU ARE READING
Summer Wine
Teen FictionIt's the beginning of summer and the beginning of a big adventure for five San Diego teens. When 17 year old Drew Castellini invites his close group of friends to a party of a rich college student they are all in for the time of their lives!