Noah
I ended up going to Dina's dorm. Jude and her were there with three other people. Jude had texted me it was a 'BYOB' hangout, I brought a six pack of beer (which I had to buy with my fake ID Jason got me the previous month). Dina let me in, "Noah!" She exclaimed, throwing her arms around me causing me to take a step back from her force.
I awkwardly put one arm around her to hug her back, "hey," I greeted and she luckily didn't hug me for long. I didn't like people I hardly knew to touch me. It was weird. And maybe I had some issues with who laid their hands on me from past trauma (Sam thought I should go to therapy. I told him "fuck no.").
"Noah, hey," Jude lifted his own beer bottle as he addressed me. I gave him a nod.
The dorm was as small as you'd expect and as decorative as you'd expect from a girl like Dina. I didn't however, except her love for pink. Pink fuzzy rug, a tapestry with shades of pink with big black, words the read "Eat Ass and Smoke Grass" and there's a green pot leaf at the end. Her bed, that was against the wall with the tapestry had pink bedding. I assumed the pink side was Dina's because Jude was sitting on her bed.
The other bed was Alice in Wonderland themed and that side was significantly darker.
Fairy lights strung up around the entire room which was the only form of light besides the lava lamp on the nightstand of the Alice in Wonderland side.
Dina shut her door and introduced me to everyone. "Guys, this is Noah, he's in my art class. Noah, meet Kyle," she gestured to a lanky blonde male, who was probably at least 6'4". He was rolling a joint when he looked up at me and nodded. Dina continued, "this is Alice, my roommate," she pointed to the curvier girl with bright green hair, who said 'hey' to me (I knew the Alice in Wonderland side wasn't Dina's)
And lastly, "Ciera!" Dina introduced me to a girl with short black hair that looked like she chopped it herself. She had nice tan skin and she was damn good looking. And I knew she knew it too. She wore a low-cut white crop top, showing off just enough cleavage to give everyone a preview. She wore black leather shorts with fishnet tights. Ciera took a hit from her vape and blew out smoke in the form of O's.
It was definitely a diverse group, yet they all had one think in common; getting high.
I walked further into the room and was about to sit down on the ground when Alice offered, almost shyly, "um, you can sit on my bed. I don't mind."
"Cool, thanks." I set my six pack down after taking one and sat down next to Alice.
"You smoke?" Kyle asked before sealing the job papers up with his tongue.
"Fuck yeah," I said, watching him light it and take his two hits. Thank god they had weed, I didn't know if I could socially interact with new people without indulging in something.
Kyle passed me the joint. "You a freshman?" He asked.
I already felt lighter with the two hits I inhaled. It had been a while since I had smoked weed. Lack of a plug was the main reason, but Sam also hated the smell, so I didn't smoke much around him. I wasn't dependent on it, so I didn't mind, but weed did help improve my mood and my shit social skills. "Yeah, you?"
"Sophomore. They're all freshies too," Kyle told me. "What's your major?"
I shrugged, "Just general. I don't really know what I want to do," I offered the joint to Alice and she took it. "I was thinking art but, after I fucking saw Dina's art, no fuckin' way I could major in that."
"My girl's so talented," Jude said approvingly as he grinned at Dina before pulling her into a sloppy kiss.
"Gross," Kyle groaned, "can you two not fuck in front of everyone?"
Ciera grimaced at that and Alice laughed, then she explained to me that, "Kyle and Jude are roommates."
"Yeah, and they're not fucking quiet!" Kyle exclaimed and I wondered if the RA ever knocked on their door, telling them to be quiet.
"Okay, okay," Jude laughed, "sorry, my girlfriend's hot and good in bed." Jude was all over Dina that night, his hand running up and down her thigh, him kissing her on the lips, or cheek, or shoulder. Dina didn't seem to care. PDA was not in either of their dictionary. Sam would be blushing like crazy if I spoke like that and touched him in a sexual manner in front of people. I checked my phone, wondering when Sam would FaceTime me. Maybe I should leave.
"Let's play a game!" Dina suggested out of nowhere. Everyone (besides me who sat silently) groaned in annoyance.
"No one wants to play your stupid fucking games, Dina," Ciera spoke with a bored tone. She was a fun one (note the sarcasm).
"Come on, it'll be like an icebreaker game for Noah," she smiled at me.
"I'm alright," I said, clearly no one wanted to play a game and I sure as hell didn't want to either.
But, Dina insisted, "it's a fun one, I promise," she looked around at all of us with a devious grin. "Strip or dare!" Oh Jesus fucking Christ. I definitely didn't want to play that, but others seemed to be into it after that.
Kyle sat up, "oh, I definitely want to see Ciera's tits out." Ciera glared at him, tore off one of her Doc Martin shoes and chucked it at him. He laughed as he held up his hands to block his face.
"I'll play," Alice said. She seemed to already be crossfaded and I wondered if any of them had class the next day. I luckily didn't have class on Tuesdays, so I was good.
"I'll start!" Dina said, "and if you don't complete the dare, you strip," she confirmed the rules before saying, "Ciera, I dare you to... shotgun your beer in five seconds."
Ciera had just grabbed a beer can. "Easy, start that countdown," she spoke with confidence right before she took her keys out and jabbed a hole in the can and quickly brought it to her mouth.
We all chanted her on with "Chug! Chug! Chug!" Being higher than I've been in a while and three beers deep, I was more comfortable with being vocal.
She downed it in four seconds and everyone cheered. Ciera turned to me, "Noah, I dare you to..." she looked me up and down. "Hmm, let's continue the shotgun trend," but when I reached for a beer can, she said, "no. Shotgun your hit into my mouth." A series of 'oh's and a wolf whistle from the group. Kyle handed me the joint, but I hesitated "Or strip," Ciera told me, looking cocky.
I took the joint, hopped off the Alice's bed, and stood in front of Ciera. Bringing the joint to my lips, I inhaled a deep breath, Ciera getting ready as she leaned in, but I turned my face away from her and blew out my smoke. "I'll strip," I told Ciera before taking a step back.
She looked rejected for a split second as everyone laughed and "ooo!" But her expression quickly turned to a smirk. I wasn't about to get close to Ciera. I knew girls like her. She reminded me of my ex girlfriend, Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn had always been the teasing type when we first started dating. And I had a feeling Ciera was going to turn the shotgunning into something else.
I sat back on the bed next to Alice who looked almost impressed that I turned down Ciera's dare. "Well, now you have to take off an item of clothing," Ciera said matter-of-factly. Fine by me. I lifted my foot up and took a sock off. She rolled her eyes, but was smiling knowing I bested her.
"You're gonna fit right in," Kyle told me. And the game carried on, me daring Alice something I didn't even remember because I was pretty cross faded. I didn't let anyone dare me into something sexual, so I was down to only my jeans when Sam FaceTimed me.
"Hey!" I answered it, excitedly in front of everyone. I may have surpassed drunk. "Damn, I wish I was in bed with you," I told him, not caring in my alcohol induced state that the others could hear me.
Sam was laying in bed, wearing my hoodie. His cat, Dumbass Jr. was next to his head. "Ah hahaha" he laughed nervously before asking me, "Are you drunk and shirtless? Who're you with?"
"My new friends," I answered cheerfully as I flipped the camera and told everyone to say hi to Sam. They all gave him a variety of greetings.
"Hey," Sam replied awkwardly. "Um, well... I don't want to keep you, so-"
"I'll call you later if you're still up, I promise!"
"O- okay. Yeah. Uh... get home safely," Sam's tone was off, but at the time, I didn't know why. Why couldn't he stay on the phone with me? My intoxicated state wanted my boyfriend near me so badly.
"I love-" I was cut off by Jude's arm wrapping around my shoulder.
"Don't worry, I'll get your friend home safely," he grinned into my phone at Sam.
"Friend?" I laughed, "friends don't do what Sam and I do," I said suggestively with a wink (I thought) at Sam thought the phone. I didn't think he found it humorous.
"I'll talk to you later, Noah," and Sam hung up.
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