You the Best, Yo (COMPLETED)

Chapter 36

Amarie:

Hefa and I walked into the house party. Mist of sweat hit us and the party was packed. People were dancing everywhere. Bumping and grinding definitely was going. There were people drinking, boys having smoking sessions, groups of girls standing around with their eyes mainly focused on me. Hefa and I walked over to the kitchen where there was an island with drinks placed all along it. He started making himself a drink.

“You don’t want a drink?” He asked me making his drink.

 “Nah, I still gotta go back home to Chris. I don’t want to get out of control.” I said pulling out my bowl. I pulled out a bag of green. Hefa looked at me and started grinning.

“So you can smoke up though?” He asked laughing. I packed the bowl with this bomb haze.

“Yeahhh. My high ain’t bad.” I said laughing. “Who’s party is this anyways?” I asked lighting my bowl.

“Carlos. The boy who I was talking to you about.” He said sipping on his drinking.

 “Oh your shawty.” I said grinning at him. He grinned back at me.

“Speaking of him, he looks like he is on his way over here now.” Hefa said looking at this 5’8 light skin boy walking towards him. As he got closer I could see that he had hazel eyes. His swag was on point but you could tell that he was feminine because of his walk. He was cute though.

“See that you could make it.” Carlos said in a feminine tone. Hefa smiled at him. Carlos looked at me and smiled. “See you brought a guest. I’m Carlos.” He said smiling at me. He seemed friendly.

 “Amarie but you can call me Mari.” I said smiling back at him.

“Well enjoy the party. Hefa come dance with me.” He said grabbing Hefa on the dance floor. Hefa looked back at me mouthing that he would see me later and I gave him the thumbs up. I lit my bowl and I started inhaling away. I really wasn’t supposed to smoke because it went against my probation but one day wasn’t going to hurt. Plus I didn’t need to see those nigga until a month. It would be out my system by then. I leaned against the island and started my high off with the first bowl.

The party was bumping and surprisingly Chris hadn’t called me yet. I just hope he didn’t wake up. I decided to pack another bowl once I finished the first one. I’d save my cigarillos for later.  I sat up on a stool next the island and begin to lite the bowl.

“Can I have a hit?” I heard a familiar voice ask. I looked up. Oh shit.

“What are you doing here Sean?” I asked skeptical. Chris probably sent him here and if not, I was sure that he was going to tell Chris. I was fucked. He chuckled.

“Chill. I’m not going to tell Chris. I got you.” He said flashing a smile. A small amount of relief was eased off of me but I still didn’t trust his word. I knew if it came down to it, he would tell Chris but I wasn’t worried about that right now. I just wanted to kick it and enjoy the time that I did have out. I passed Sean the bowl inhaling the hit that I just took.

 “So why you here?” I asked him as he hit the bowl.

“My nigga invited me and I decided to come last minute. I saw yo’ ass all alone leaning, getting high and shit. I wanted to bother you.” He said smiling. Why did I find his smile so attractive right now?

“Oh.” I simply said. He handed me back the bowl and I took my hit.

“So Chris doesn’t know you’re here I’m guessing. Mel here too?” He asked. I shook my head no. “Who you come with then?” He asked.