Voyage to Atlantis

Chapter 2

Case groaned before pushing the snooze button on his roommate's alarm clock. It was only their third day but he could already tell he wasn't going to be used to the small room. Case was an only child and his mom had a nice job with the airport. Their house was a nice size and he had a his own room and mostly everything he wanted, except a car.

His mom refused to buy him one.

He heard Jeff chuckle as he turned over in the small bed and looked at him.

"Wake and bake?"

"You my type of dude," Case said. "No homo."

They both laughed before Jeff sat up, leaning over the twin bed and unzipping his backpack. Case looked around and pulled a towel from his corner of the room and walked over to the door. He stuffed it down along the bottom to keep the aroma from seeping out. When he turned around, Jeff was already done rolling up.

"We got like 45 minutes," Case said, leaning back in the stiff chair provided with the desk in the room. Jeff nodded before inhaling and passing it to Case.

He inhaled quickly a few times before passing it back. He wouldn't be able to enjoy one of his favorite pastimes as usual right now since they were on a time constraint. He closed his eyes and held the smoke in a little longer before pushing small puffs from his lips.

"You supplying next time," Jeff said. Case nodded before looking up at the ceiling.

"Why am I even here?"

"Looks good on the resume, bro," Jeff said. Case glanced at him before holding his hand out.

Jeff was a cool dude but it seemed the only thing they had in common at the moment was weed and checking out the girls that were there. To guys though, that happened to be enough to chill with someone.

They weren't like females who had all type of requirements to be friends.

Case wasn't looking for lifelong buddies anyway. They were only there for a week.

"Wonder what my fan club is doing," Jeff said, both of them obviously high at the moment. Case laughed.

"Looking for you or that nigga, Keith."

"He's on Lacole though," Jeff said, licking his lips.

"She got an attitude," Case said, in disgust.

"What chick don't?"

"The ones I deal with," he said. Jeff laughed before they finally decided to spray some air freshener and start to get ready for their day. Case dressed simple since his high wouldn't allow him to try and get too geared up. He threw on a pair of gray and black Nike sweatpants with the hoodie to match. Underneath was a black tee and all black forces were on his feet. Jeff, on the other hand, wore a pair of light denim shorts that went below his knees and a dark green, short sleeve Polo shirt. He had one green, white and orange Polo sneakers to match.

Case sprayed air freshener around before they slipped out of their room and into the hallway. Everybody in the group was in the hallway. A few were standing up against the wall talking or sitting down against it. Case's eyes zoomed in on Lacole and her two friends. He rolled his eyes a little but couldn't help but look at her. Her hair was all over the place but not in a nappy way. He knew by the thick, black curls she wasn't all black. He smirked because she had on a hoodie as well, except she wore short denim shorts with hers and yellow flip flops.

Case's thoughts were interrupted as he felt Jeff tap his chest with his fist.

"Check this out," Jeff said. They both looked across the hall to see Toya stepping out of Keith's room looking mad suspicious. She looked up to see them both looking at her and her eyes got big as if she'd just gotten caught in headlights. Jeff and Case immediately started laughing when Keith came out of the room. He looked up at them and smirked.