I walked into the kitchen the next morning, well, 3 in the afternoom, yawing.
"Morning, stoner." Cj chuckled as she sipped her glass of milk.
I scrunched up my face and sat down, "Plain white milk? Really?" I questioned.
"Jayson loves it." She shrugged as she sat down across from me.
"Where's everyone?" I asked her, looking around. The house was silent. That's not normal for us.
"They all headed to Lyla's party, it doesn't start til' another 3 hours but she had to get there early for hair and makeup. . . I told them I'll wait for you." Cj said.
I nodded slowly, "Well, I'm going to get dressed. . . I don't know what wear." I stated as I stood up, heading to our room, Cj following behind.
"Hmm," She hummed as she opened my suit case. "Here, you never wear anything girly." She handed me a white T-shirt with a red mini skirt. "Show dem' bitches whose boss."
I looked at the outfit, then to Cj who nodded. I pursed my lips before quickly dressing into the outfit. I smoothed-out my shirt and looked into the body mirror laying on the door. "Coowoo!" Cj whistled, making me laugh lightly.
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"Should I go with it?" I questioned as I turned to her.
She nodded, smiling. "I think you should. . . White or black?" She asked me as she lifted up two sundresses.
"Black!" I told her as I began curling my hair.
Soon enough we were both done getting ready and headed to Lyla's party. "So, Meala left last night." Cj said, looking out the window.
I rolled my eyes. "Really? Because of what Jackie said?"
"I guess," She shrugged, "Hayes didn't say much. . . But I mean, she can't be hypocritical. She put you on the spot on our way home."
"Exactly." I shook my head as we pulled up to the party venue. "I just feel bad for Hayes." I said as I hopped out of my truck. "He deserves a lot better, like yeah he isn't perfect but still."
"A lot better, as in you?" Cj smirked as we walked in. I rolled my eyes, flipping her off.
"SHAKE THAT ASSSS BITCH AND LEMME SEE WHATCHA' GOT!" A voice boomed loudly throughout the empty venue. I looked up to see Seña and Chanley on the stage, dancing around.
"Oh, god." I laughed, walking in further.
"Stoner & Preggers is here!" Seña said in a type formal voice, hopping down from the stage and hugging us. "So, how was your first time getting high?" Seña pulled back.
