Never Grow Up

Music was playing startlingly loud. Booming through the speakers, and vibrating through my head like a gong. ‘Come on Cass, you know you wanna’ screamed Daniel, the boy to my right, who, no matter what he seemed to do, would always be in my heart. He’d been my closest friend since God knows when, and although he was now a bad boy, I still cared for him deeply. At this moment he held a spliff, offering it in my face like a present, which, seen as he forgot a present for my 17th last week, could be considered as one. The alcohol coursing through my veins thought smoking weed was a very good idea right now, so I picked it up and took a long drag on it, inhaling the illegal substance and breathing it out slowly, into the already hot boxed shed. So, really, no matter what tonight I would have ended up high breathing in the second hand smoke permeating the air.
After that the night was a whirl wind of my drinks, dancing and Daniel.