It wasn't a big house but it was quite sizeable. Not fancy but much more decent than where we currently lived. A lot of people most of them students in our school were drinking from red cups whilst dancing to the loud booming music that blasted from inside the house. Some were eating each other's faces while some were singing along drunkenly to the pop songs that played. I casually made way inside the house.
"Excuse me" I said squeezing myself past a throng of dancing sweaty bodies, Deborah freaking turned her house into a mini club for teenagers… and it was awesome. I wish you could see whatever happened in the name of dancing, such brazenness wasn't even among kids years ago when the world wasn't modernized. Kids of this generation, I shook my head. She bought lots of booze and stuff to smoke, I never took her for the rich type of person but…it didn't matter.
Abruptly, some large hands grabbed my shoulders from behind making me turn around suddenly with a glass bottle pointed at the person.
"SHANE" Buch shouted widening his red eyes at me. "YOU CAME"
"You can stop shouting in my ear" I sighed lowering the beer bottle
"Do you think we actually exist?" Buch asked mysteriously blinking at me
"Yeah, we are physically engaging in a conversation" I looked at him a smirk playing on my lips
"What if we are not" Buch whispered seriously looking around "What if we are worms a giant's stomach, I'm a big worm"
"Uhm, Buch...What did you take?" I asked looking at his bulging red eyes and his quivering arms
"I smoked weed and drank a bottle of beer…"
"That's all?" I frowned
"No, Deborah gave me some mushroom"
"FREAKIN MUSHROOMS?" I shrieked "Are you insane?"
"No, you are an insanely thin worm" Buch countered
"We are not worms" I rolled my eyes "Where is Deborah?"
"Looking for some good worm time?" Buch winked at me slyly. "Everyone is so white and wriggly and soft…I think I see one worm with a penis and…and I think it's wanking on another worm's…"
I lightly slapped my head as I walked away from the hallucinating friend of mine. Mushroom was epithet of a certain strong drug that would make you see things … not just see them, you would think they were real. There was no way of helping Buch, the effects will only blur themselves after a couple of hours. It was better to leave Buch to his own crazy worm fantasies. Where the hell did Deborah even get a hold on such kind of drug, it was the most illegal drug in Pitmerden.
It wasn't hard to spot Deborah who was dancing with her girlfriends in the middle of the fray. She seemed to be having fun I almost felt sorry for what I did next.
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?" …. "Shane? You came?"
"What did you give to Buch?" I asked her after I had dragged her to the side away from the dancing crowd "And where did you get it?"
"None of your business and …. None of your business" Deborah held her chin obviously pissed that I dragged her out of the dance floor.
"He'll need a place to sleep, "I said "He stays quite a distance from here"
"He can sleep on the floor, who cares…"
"I'm serious"
"Okay, he can sleep on the basement. Can I get back to dancing please?" she asked looking at my hand that grabbed hers
"Sure"
"And for goodness sake, loosen up and stop looking all murder… and drink because it's a party" Deborah said rhythmically as she got swallowed back into the dance floor.
The last time I drank I was stabbed in the back by my most trusted soldiers, I wasn't ready to drink again. The ordeal had left a big gapping hole in my heart.
Sitting on what was supposed to be a dining table, I watched the students dance. My eyes were mostly at Buch and Deborah. Behind me, two people were making out vigorously regardless of my presence. I didn't even mind about the hormonal teens let alone spare them a glance.