My two friends were frequent smokers, you could say potheads. And I so badly wanted to try it just once, and I'd be satisfied. So they invited me to their party. Not really the sort of party a sixteen year old girl should be at.
I got there in the afternoon, and we hung out outside until dark. Alli's dad didn't get home until three in the morning, so the party would be just starting around midnight. Asher came early. He was a junior in high school, obviously going nowhere in life, but that didn't matter because he scored the best weed according to everyone.
Alli's sisters, Asher, Ronnie, and I sat around the table playing gold fish. Alli was fixing a bowl, I couldn't wait to do the honors of the first hit. My very first hit, felt so damn good.
When we were all giddy and high, the party began. So many faces I recognized walked through the door and it shocked me that they were all stoners. And so many faces I couldn't attach names to came, but only one caught my interest.
He was the last one to come, and by far the most striking. Obliviously legal age. He wore a white polo that looked amazing against his caramel skin that could only be achieved by religious tanning. He had raven hair with curls that fell over his ears. And his eyes...a deep navy blue that I couldn't even begin to describe.
I was determined to make him notice me. So I turned up the stereo, and got up on the table. Alli and Ronnie came up and joined me, and the spotlight was on us. We were grinding each other, and suddenly we were all shirtless dancing in high heels. Everyone gathered around, plastic red cups in hand, screaming for more. So I planted a big wet kiss on Ronnie, and she responded by sticking her tongue in my mouth. They were going mad, but no mysteriously hot boy in sight. So then I pulled Alli into me and kissed her too. Just about when my pants were about to come off...
Fuck yeah! He was looking this way! He pushed his way through our large, screaming audience to the front. Even though I looked away like I didn't care, I could feel the heat of his gaze. I looked up, and his eyes locked with mine. Then suddenly he came closer, reached out his hand to me. He pulled me off the table and I followed him through the crowd to a room that wasn't occupied.
The whole time I followed him, thought after thought raced through my mind. Oh my god! Finally, he noticed me. Hah! After you kissed a girl. Oh shut up! But why me? Why me? I mean, it's pretty obvious I'm a first timer with drugs and crazy parties.