Chapter 20: Longer than a one nightstand.
Making out with Holly was…amazing. She was on top of me when Lance walked back in, she quiclkly got off of me and stood up and reajusted her shirt. I grabbed a pillow from the couch and quickly covered my croutch because of my raging boner. I was kind of embarresed but I could tell Lance already knew. He looked at me and giggled. My face turned tomatoe red. Holly even laughed, but she only wanted to act cool in front of lance. from what it looked like, I thought Lance was getting a cup or something out of the wooden cuppord, but instead he pulled out a tuppowear about the size of a tissue box and opened it. “Whats in there?” I ask getting up and throwing the cushion back on the couch. My boner is long gone. He then pulls out a little zip-lock bag, filled with white grains. “Coke” he says as he pulls out a tiny spoon and puts it in the bag and scoops out some. He dumps it all on a mirrior and sets up 3 lines and starts cutting them. Then he snorts the first, it was a long line too, about 2 or 3 inches and so were the other two. He stands up straight and rubs his nose and sniffs a couple of times. Then, he licks his finger and dips it in the zip-lock and rubs his finger on his gums. He runs his tonge over his perly whites 3 or four times, before spitting in the sink. Then Holly goes up to the mirrior and plugs one of her nostrols and snorts half a line, stands up and rubs her nose fiercly and then coughs a few times. Her eyes begin to water, and she leans down and does the rest of her line. Then, It’s my turn…I’ve honestly, never done coke. I’ve smoked pot, I’ve smoked A LOT of pot. I’ve smoked cigarettes, and primes times, and hookah…But never anything bad. But, theres a first time for everything right? I knew I was going to try it atleast once in my life time. Why not with my best friend and a hot girl? I walked over and leaned down, I pressed on one of my nostrils and snorted the whole line in one breth. It burned. It felt like snorting a match that was lit on fire. I closed my eyes, stood up straight and tilted my head back. I keep contantly rubbing my nose and sniffing, and my eye keeps twitching. I can barley see straight so I walk to the couch and lay down. I sneeze 4 times in a row, and sit up. I’m completely numb. I can’t feel a thing. Holly comes and sits next to and wraps her arms around my neck and squeezes tighly. I put my hands on her wasite and just hug her for what seems like forever. It felt good to have a girl holding me that actually cared about me. Holly layed down on the couch, and I heard someone knock at the door. Lance answered it. In walked a tall girl with long chocolate brown hair that went to the middle of her back. She was wearing a red shirt that stopped at her belly botton. It said something in black letters, but I couldnt make it out. She had on a pair of black dickies skinny jeans on, and Lance took her hand and led her down the hallway and to his room. I herd there door shut. Holly sat up and grabbed my hand and started playing with my fingers. Her nails were painted. Each finger had thr british flag painted on the nail. Every once in a while, she would let out a moan, not a sexual moan, but like a sigh moan. I didn’t know what was going on, I was scared and confused. I kept spitting on the floor, and then Holly grabbed my face and put it towards hers. “Whats wrong Jimmy?” she says as she sits criss cross right in front of me “Why are you crying?”she says in concern. ”I’m crying?! I wipe my eyes and my face is soaking wet with tears. I didn’t even know. She leans over to me and whispers in my ear “Your fine baby, It will wear off soon. You just gotta make the best of it” She ends that with a smile and I kiss her. I kiss HER. It was a long kiss. A sweet, meaningful kiss. Her lips tasted like vanilla, and I could recognize her smell from miles a way. It was like a cranberry, cherry, warm vanilla smell. Her lips were soft and moist. When the kiss was over I bit my lip and smiled. She layed down on the couch and closed her eyes and smiled. She made a purring noise. I layed next to her and wrapped my arms around her. We fell asleep holding eachother, and woke up the next morning holding eachother. I got up first, i sat at the table and got some water. To think of it. I kind of like being high. Its kind of, I dont know, Peaceful. Like, nothing could hurt you.