MIA
The sun was going down and I had no idea where I was, I had made what could be the worst or best decision of my life to leave my hometown in Arizona, not only is it ridiculous small but it's filled with nothing but dumbass frats and extremely mean sorority's, my parents weren't around anymore and haven't been around since I was 16 luckily for me I was able to get emancipated and live by myself.
Wherever the fuck I was, wasn't so bad, maybe if I stay here long enough I could get my own place, driving up and down random roads I couldn't help but notice the giant house bumping loud music.
I put my sleek car into park and unbuckle my seat belt, is this a good idea? What if this place is filled with sex traffickers or weird ass goth people shaking their ass to screamo.
Fuck it
I open my door and slowly wonder my way across the lawn, I couldn't help but notice all the trimmed and primped rose bushes and lavender flowers. Not to mention all the drunk people staggering and laying on them.
Making my way past all the tweaking teenage girls and boys obviously on something that ain't alcohol, I push open the door to a pungent smell of cologne and weed.
I immediately get stares and Gawking looks, I am clearly underdressed for this event, I am wearing a simple spaghetti strap tank top and baggy Nike sweatpants, I hope they don't realize nobody knows me here. That would be one awkward fucking encounter I'm not willing to have.
I'm immediately relieved seeing they're all a bunch of delinquent teenagers and not sex offenders or extreme swingers.
The dim purple lights and all the smoke allows me to glide my way through all the borderline fucking teenagers, walking my way through the kitchen I notice a pool through the sliding patio door, I practically run to the door to escape all of the sweaty grazes on my arms and back just to get through people.
As soon as I open the door I get a relief of fresh air but am still surrounded by people. This was a terrible fucking idea.
In my best attempts to find somewhere,where I wasn't being "accidentally" groped I scan the back yard. Feeling hopeless and ready to leave, my eye catches on a fine ass redhead, sitting alone. If that isn't a love language, then i don't know what is.
He has short hair and a short beard, hes got two gold chains around his neck,a white t-shirt, he has fresh ass Air Force 1's on and a blunt in his hand.
I decide to approach the couch, " is anybody sitting here?"
"Nah go head" he continues to stare at the pool while smoking his blunt.
He then looks to his left and shakes the ashes off of his blunt, taking another drag and holding it in his lungs.
Finally turning his head to look at me, I pretend to not notice him looking at me, even thought I'm one hundred percent watching him in my peripheral.
Once his eyes make contact with me he begins uncontrollably coughing all the smoke out of his chest.
Looking over to him, I finally get a glimpse of his face in full effect. He is gorgeous.
Still coughing, but letting up, he talks through his coughing fit, "shit ma I didn't see you there, what's yo name?"
Fuck, His voice could give me a million orgasms
