Tully grunts. “I’ll show you what to do with it.”
I look at my friends. “It couldn’t hurt, right? The boys never have to know.”
“I’m in,” Tully declares excitedly. “I couldn’t give a shit if they know.”
Kaylah groans. “Fine.”
“Hell yeah.”
With that, Tully wobbles up to a group of guys smoking and asks for a light before coming back over.
We lean against the wall and the three of us slide down until we’re sitting in the wet grass, drinks in our hands and a joint between my fingers.
Little miss expert, Tully, takes the joint from me and looks back at me. “Last chance,” she says. “If I do it, you guys have to do it too.”
“Do it,” I laugh as Kaylah just shakes her head, though I see the excitement in her eyes. She’s not usually up for stuff like this, and hell, neither am I, but for one night, we’re doing the unthinkable.
I watch Tully as he brings the joint to her lips and lights the end, breathing it in. She inhales deeply before blowing out a cloud of smoke. “Holy shit,” she laughs, instantly handing it over.
I take the joint and place it between my lips. I’ve never done anything so reckless as to get high at a party but I find myself unable to wait. Who cares, right? The boys are here somewhere and they’ll look out for us if need be. I guess that’s the beauty of having people in your life that you can trust.
Throwing caution to the wind, I inhale and prepare myself for one hell of a good night.
“Oh, shoe?” I call half an hour later, crawling around the ground on my hands and knees, searching out Kaylah’s red high heel as I shoulder charge into peoples’ shins on my way past. “Oh, shoey, shoey, shoe. Where are you?”
Tully collapses to the ground in a laughing heap beside me. “That rhymes,” she booms as she flops into a patch of mud from the out of control snake hose earlier.
Kaylah starts giggling because…well, why the hell not? And all that does is set us all off…again.
Fuck, I’ve never been high before, but it’s sure as hell fun. I think I finally understand why people do it. I mean, every now and then, of course, not all the time.
People groan and grunt as we make our way around the party on our hands and knees, knocking them out of our way and not giving a shit who has to move. “What are we looking for again?” Tully snickers.
“My shoe,” Kaylah calls back at us, wiggling her ass in front as she crawls ahead.
I look down to her feet.
“Wait,” I laugh, taking in the bright red heel on her left foot. “You’re wearing your shoe.”
“No,” she chuckles, looking back at us. “My other shoe.”
“Huh? Which shoe?”
“My red shoe.”
Kaylah stops and turns to crawl back to us when she looks down at Tully’s feet. “There’s my shoe,” she declares with enthusiastic excitement, grabbing Tully’s foot and hoisting the red heel from her, making Tully fall back on her ass into yet another patch of mud.
“What is your shoe doing on my foot?” Tully questions, grabbing her foot and inspecting it as though she’s never seen it before, ignoring the fact that she’s covered in gooey shit.
Oh, wait. I’m covered in gooey shit too.
Maybe we need to hose down again.
Tully’s brows furrow. “Then where are my shoes?”
Hmm… good question. “Never fear, citizen. I will find your shoe,” I declare, holding my hand up like Superman before falling back onto my hands and knees. “Oh, shoey, shoey, shoe. Where are you?”
Tully chuckles behind me and Kaylah stops to put her red heel back on her foot, but it seems it’s a little harder than she had originally thought. “I need help,” she calls behind us.
I look back and lose her among the sea of legs. Oh well. She’ll manage.
I barge my way through the legs, requesting they part like the Red Sea and feeling like a fucking boss when they do…only one pair doesn’t budge. Not even a little.
I poke at them before two warm hands curl around my arms and hoist me to my feet with such speed my head starts to spin. “Whoa,” I slur, making myself break into giggles once again.
In the blink of an eye, I turn to my left to find Tully standing right beside me and Kaylah on my right. “Where did you come from?” I smile.
Tully doesn’t respond, only looks around, up, down, side to side. “How did we get inside?”
Huh? Inside? No! Not possible.
Hands at my shoulders which I’d forgotten about shake me and force my eyes straight ahead. “Noah,” I smile, falling into him and throwing my arms out only to accidentally smack Rivers in the face. “What are you doing here?”
His brows furrow. “What the fuck did you take?”