Phyllis and Kolby were on their way back from walking around and talking all day. The two had become good friends by the time the sun was setting and were now on their way back to their room after a long day of flights, unpacking, and tours.
“Welcome back you two.” Ryley had spoken as they walked through the doors of their dorm building.
“Wow. How long have you guys been down here playing pool?” asked Phyllis.
“We weren’t just playing pool the whole time. There are TVs on the walls and some of us actually like to converse.” This time it was Rory that spoke.
“Yeah, what she said, Blonde,” said Robin.
Rian with his normal hint of slight envy, said, “I thought you said you were only going out for lunch. The sun is setting now.”
“Looks like Blonde doesn’t know how to tell time,” said Robin, smirking.
“Hey, quit chewing me out.” Phyllis was slightly annoyed. “Last time I checked, my mother was dead, my father was on the other side of the country, and my bitch of a stepmom was irrelevant to my life. So why is anyone here on my case? Besides, I just met you all. A few hours ago.”
“Ooh, feisty one are we Blonde,” chimed in Robin again, this time quietly chuckling. “Maybe she is up for tomorrow night guys. Let’s go ahead and get down to it.”
“What’s tomorrow night?” asked Kolby.
“Nothing. Let’s not worry about that right now sweet cheeks,” said Rory, elbowing Robin for almost spilling the beans.
“Before you figure out what we’re talking about, you have to follow our little ritual first.” Rian said, more significantly toward Phyllis than Kolby.
“Oh really.” Phyllis raised an eyebrow. “What kind of ritual?”
“To put it simply,” started Ryley. “Is anyone up for a couple of shots out in the courtyard?”
Phyllis and Kolby looked at each other with raised eyebrows, then back at the group before them.
“I am!” shouted Phyllis.
“Why not?” added Kolby.
After discussing important detail of the night, they all agreed to meet at 10:00 p.m. in the courtyard. There’s a seating area out there near a fire pit. Rian and Robin would bring their stash of alcohol. Rory and Ryley would bring their own special party favors.
By 9:55, Kolby and Phyllis had walked down to the courtyard where they were told to go, only to find that everyone else way already there.
“Welcome welcome welcome!” said Robin, clasping his hands together. “Alright. Blonde and uh… Kid, take a seat. The show is about to start.”
“Sure thing Boy Wonder,” responded Phyllis. She and Kolby both took a seat. “Okay, what’s this about?”
“Before we begin, we bought some things for you guys try if you haven’t tried them before. For each thing you have tried, you have to take a shot of this good ol’ apple bottom rum.” Rian held up the bottle and shook it a little.
“Cool. So uh… what did you bring?” asked Kolby.
“One thing at a time cutie,” smiled Rory. “First up…” she reached into a bag that was sitting on the ground beside her. “I hope you’re ready to get fucked the fuck up!” She smirked, still digging in the bag. “Ooh. Classic. That good ol’ Mary Jane!”
“Go ahead and line up a couple of shots for me. I like to experiment.” Laughed Phyllis. “Seriously? Weed is the first thing. I smoke every time I go out.”
“Aww Blonde. I didn’t know you were such a bad girl.” Said Robin pretending to be shocked.
Rian poured a couple of shots and handed her a glass. “Drink up.” Everyone else grabbed a glass, including Kolby, and took it quickly.
“Ooh preppy. You’ve handle the green before?” asked Robin.
“I’m a rich kid that’s been left alone too many times with too much money and too much free time.” Kolby shrugged. “A lot of times I made my own fun.”
“Alright then. By the way would anyone like to take a hit right now?” asked Ryley already rolling it up. “I know I am.”
“Go ahead and pass it around.” Rory smiled. “You know we all want to.”
“You ain’t nothing but a word.”
“Ok next up is…” Rory dug in her bag again. “Ooh. X. That good boy Adam. After taking one of these, I could get it on all night long. It just gets me going.”
“Pour me up another shot.” Phyllis held out her glass.
“Same here,” added Kolby.
Rian poured another round of shots. Meanwhile, Ryley was taking a couple of hits of the weed he had just rolled up.
“Who wants it next?” Ryley asked. “How about you Phyllis?”
“Pass it over.” Phyllis quickly took two hits, handed it to Kolby, and then downed her shot.
“Okay, Blonde. Obviously neither you nor Preppy are sticks in the mud,” said Robin.
“Oh my gosh. Was that supposed to be a compliment for once?” laughed Phyllis.
“Shut up and let me finish Tinkerbelle. You guys obviously aren’t lames. Share a story with us about and Ecstasy experience.”
“Ooh. This ought to be good!” said Rory
Kolby finished taking his last hit and passed the blunt over to Rory. “Okay, I’ll go first. Of course my people were out of town for business. Left alone in an empty house, and I hadn’t had any in a while. So, I called over a couple of people, and they bring a bag of X with them. Probably about fifty pills in the bag. So, by the end of the night, there was a house full of people and a half empty bag of Ecstasy.”
“What happened?” Phyllis asked curiously.
“Basically… sex.” Kolby shrugged. “All I remember was leaving the party to go to a more quiet room with two girls. The three of us all began hooking up, and then I blacked out. “When I woke up the next day, we were all sprawled out on my parents’ bed, butt ass naked and the whole house was wrecked.”
“Bad boy huh?” said Rory. “Me likey.” She smirked.
“Oh would you stop it!?” half yelled Ryley. “Okay, Kolby. Rory think you’re sexy as all outdoors and eventually plans on fucking your brains out. There.”
“Ryley!” Rory yelled.
“Rory!” Ryley yelled back. “You couldn’t have been any more obvious dumb ass.”
Kolby remained quiet. He didn’t know whether to laugh or be embarrassed, so he just sat there.
“Blonde. Your turn.” Said Robin. Obviously trying to end that little side conversation.
“Well, I won’t elaborate as much as Kolby did. But, the first time I did ecstasy, I found out I liked girls.” Phyllis said, seeming to be thinking back as she smiled and nodded her head a little.
“So you’re lesbian?” asked Rian, a little disappointed.
“Oh no no no no no. Don’t get me wrong. I love guys. What’s life without a penis? I don’t think I could live in this dimension if guys didn’t exist. I just like girls too. They’re fun. I found that out thanks to Adam! I go both ways baby.”
“That’s[i] sexy as hell. She definitely has to come with us tomorrow night,” said Robin.
“Agreed!” added Ryley.
“Go with you where?”
“You’ll find out tomorrow night Blonde.” Said Robin, winking at her and then smirking.
“Alright. Last drug of the night.” Said Rory. “Anyone here a fan of bars?”
“I’ve taken it once actually. Only once though,” said Phyllis.
“I take it every now and then. When I’m having a rough day,” said Kolby.
“Another round of shots for the table my good man,” Robin said to Rian.
Rian poured the shots and everyone gulped them down.
“Alright. Time for the second part of our lovely session.” Robin clapped his hands together and smiled in an evil manner. “For this part, everyone will participate. We already know what to do because, well let’s face it, we do it for fun every once in a while. So, here’s how it goes newbies. A round of shots is poured. Everyone in the circle, one by one, gives a brief story of something either rebellious or out of control that they have done. After you tell the story, you take the shot and look at the person to your right so that they may begin. Got it?”
“Seems easy enough,” says Kolby.
“Let it begin!” an anxious Rory said bouncing in her seat.
The round of shots were poured and the game had begun.
“I’ll go first,” Rory said. “Hmm okay. What’s a good story to start off with?” She rested her elbow on her knee and with a finger, tapped her chin in thought. “Ooh okay!” She said jumped up finally figuring it out.
“Okay so, this guy invited me to a hotel party one night about a year ago. And of course I wasn’t going to turn it down, it was on the top floor! So I went. When I got off the elevator there were people there handing out X and a tall shot glasses, so I took one of each. About fifteen minutes into the dancing with some guy, I started to get really horny. So I asked him if he wanted to go somewhere a little more private. His version of private was way different from mine, but at that point I didn’t care. He fucked on the balcony against the glass doors. Oh my gosh it was such a rush! The next morning, I woke up still there, ass naked! And I’d do it all over again.” Rory was smiling, lost in her thoughts. “And that’s why I love popping X. It gets me going all night long when I’m in the mood.”
“You really are a bad girl,” said Kolby smirking, all of a sudden taking a little more interest in Rory.
“Yes sir I am. But only at night.” Rory quickly downed her shot and looked to right. Ryley was sitting next to her. “Next!” She slammed her shot glass down and sat back.
“Well, after that story, I don’t know if I have anything to tell,” said Ryley shaking his head. Everyone laughed. “Now let’s see. Okay for my sixteenth birthday, my friends had decided to sneak me out of my own house party and get me drunk and high past the point of no return. They paid for everything, and just me drink after drink, shot after shot, and blunt after blunt. By the end of the night, I didn’t know where we were. All I remember was that, I had agreed to go streaking with them, and so we did. I don’t know how long we were out, but the next morning we were back at my place, and the house was trashed. My parents walked in yelling and screaming, finding me half asleep wrapped in a sheet.”
Everyone laughed as Ryley down his shot and looked to the right.
“Alright. Alright. My turn,” said Robin. “Bonfire at the beach. Everyone was a little wasted. There was music. There was weed. There were girls. One specific girl was trying really hard to get with me. But I didn’t want her.”
“That’s a first!” interrupted Rian.
“Shut up.” Robin elbowed his brother. “Back to my story. So I figured maybe if I find someone to play the role, she’d go elsewhere. So, I looked around for about five minutes. Found a girl that was obviously uninterested the nimrods that were trying to flirt with her. So I walked up pretending like I was there with her, and they left. Told her that if she pretended to be my girl for the night I’d help her keep every other guy there away from her. So of course we did a damn good job acting. But by the end of the night weren’t acting anymore. Sure we made out in front of a couple of people or whatever. But, then I guess all of the drinking got to us and we ended up fucking in the sand that night. I had so much sand up my ass. Lesson learned. Never fuck on the beach.” Robin downed his shot and looked to the right. “You’re next Preppy.”
“Alright,” said Kolby starting off his story. “The night started off rather innocently, my cousin, practically my brother and best friend, and I each purchased a 1/5 of alcohol Everclear and a Quart of Fierce Grape Gatorade. Well, maybe that’s not so innocent. Regardless, two hours later, my bottle of Everclear is quite gone. Enter the land of blackout. The last thing I remember was ripping the screen out of the window in my room.”
“What the hell were you about to do?” Asked Robin, into his story
“Well, apparently I was spotted all over the neighborhood wearing nothing but my boxer shorts and one sock. Mind you, I live in Connecticut and this was in early February, so there was snow on the ground and it was bitter ass cold, but apparently I wasn't feeling it at all. I was seen walking through the neighborhood, and on people’s lawns, and attempted to get into a corner store, but it was locked. I apparently was in a cheery mood and was nothing but smiles and laughs to everyone that talked to me. I guess at one point I passed out on a bench outside the store and someone helped me to the general area of my house.”
“Oh wow,” said Rory.
“I woke up the next day in bed, soaked to the bone, covered in mud, and my feet looked like raw hamburger. I had minor frostbite on my toes, but that was the only extent of my injuries.” Kolby took a shot and looked to the right. “Next.”
“My turn!” said Rian. “Okay so I was doing body shots at a part once. One of the girls I drunk a shot off of what was trying to get with me. She wanted to fuck on top of the roof, so we went. Of course I didn’t even know whose house we were at. I didn’t care. A girl wanted to fuck me on the roof. So long story short we started going at it. And as soon as things are getting hot and heavy, she rolls too far and fall off the roof.”
“Oh my gosh are fucking serious?” asked Phyllis.
“As a heart attack. She broke her leg.” He gulped his shot and looked to the right. “Last but not least. Phyllis.”
“Ok.” She began. “Mine is pretty basic. It when I took the X and figured out I liked girls. Yeah so, this guy and I were hooking up at a rave. We were sitting in a corned getting touchy feely. This chick walked over asking if she could join in. Of course I was out of my mind so I didn’t have any arguments against it. So she kissed him once, and then focused in on me. While me and the guy were making out. She started rubbing on me and I was getting into it. After a while, it went from the three of us about to have a threesome, to just me and the girl pretty much having sex while he watched. Poor guy. He felt so left out.” Phyllis laughed and took her shot.
“Alright, I believe that was everyone. It’s about time to cast our votes and head up to our rooms. Any other suggestions before we cast the vote?”
“I have one,” said Robin. Let’s see goldilocks and Rory make out one time since she’s so into girls.” He smirked.
“Oh don’t test me Horny. I may be into girls, but I don’t think Rory is.” Said Phyllis.
“Not really. Besides, after we vote, I think we’ll get to see some of that action soon,” responded Rory.
“What exactly are you voting on?” asked Kolby.
“You’ll find out if we vote yes for you,” said Robin. “K peeps. Are we all pretty much voting yes for them both?”
Rory, Robin, Rian, and Ryley all gave simultaneous “Yes.”
“Alright.” Robin clapped his hands together. I will knock on you guys door tomorrow night at 11 sharp. Be dressed for a party. Now go get some shut eye ladies.”