*Note* I kow that this movie is about the apocalypse and everything, I saw it yesterday and when I saw the beams of light I automatiay thought of aliens, so that is going to be the plot of this fan fiction. I hope you all like it. :)

I laid on the couch with the boys and I took hit after hit on my brother, Seth's, Gandalf pipe (my favorite pipe out of his growing collection). The Franco party was crazy awesome, even though from time to time Michel Cera was getting on everyone's last nerve. It made me want to punch him in the face, but since I was about high as a kite I felt like I didn't have a care in the world.
I laid my head on Jay's lap and propped my legs on Johna's lap. James was smoking blunts with us and drinking a lot as he went on talking about his weird art. Some of them were kind of cool but the ones that I thought were a bit unsettling was the spotted dick statue and the painting of two pears with a nipple on each of them. But I didn't let that stop me. I finally turned 21 today and I wanted to get completely shit-faced. I took shot after shot and hit after hit, until I felt like I was going to pass out or throw up; which ever comes first. The music was loud and I could feel the bass pulsing through my whole body, which made my stomach a little uneasy. I sat up off of Jay's lap and crossed my arms over my stomach and hunched over slightly.
"Kristy, are you alright?" Seth asked as he rubbed my back. I shook my head. I felt too sick to talk. I then shot up and rushed to the bathroom. I hunched over the toilet and emptied all the alcohol out of my stomach. It burned as much coming out as it did going in. As I stopped and composed myself I looked over and saw two girls sucking off a coked up Michel Cera. I didn't notice him as I rushed in here.
"Hey..." The two girls looked over at me. "If you two don't want to get Ghonneria or Clamidiya in your throats, then I suggest you stop doing what you're doing." The girls looked up at Michel disgustedly and ran out of the bathroom. I figured I'd save them from doing a nasty act on and even nastier person. I washed my mouth out with water in the sink as Michel pulled his pants up.
"If you wanted me for yourself, all you had to do is ask." I spit out the mouth full of cold water.
"In your dreams, creep." Michel held onto my waist and whispered in my ear, his breath smelled of beer and coke.
"Every night, sweet thing." He then proceed to dry hump me a couple of times from behind. I spun around, placed my hands on his shoulders and kneed him in the crotch. He curled in the fetal position and he was cradling his family jewels.
"Don't fucking touch me again." And I left the bathroom and headed back to my brother and our friends.
"Franco, you got any water, or is your fridge just stuffed with booze?" I asked, still feeling a bit groggy.
"Yeah, I'll go get you some." I sat down next to Seth and laid my head on his shoulder.
"I feel like shit." I said in a small whiny voice. Seth laughed as he blew out his weed smoke.
"Don't worry sis, I felt the same when I went all out on my 21st birthday." I giggled at the thought.
"I would've loved to see that." I replied as James handed me a water bottle. "Thanks." And I took a few sips.
"My advice is to take a break." Jay said to me. "Cuz when Seth turned the big two-one, he passed out, black out drunk in James's bathtub with a blunt in one hand and an empty bottle of vodka in the other and he pissed himself multiple times." Seth punched him in the arm.
"I told you to leave that last part out."
"Oh come on. We all saw it happen." Jay replied. I started laughing as I pictured my big brother in that sort of situation.
"Hey, I got something for you Kristy." Seth said as he pulled out a small box from his pocket. I opened it up and it was a small pipe in the shape of a heart and it was colored in a crimson red. My favorite color. I gave Seth a kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you bro. I love it." He kisses the top of my head and have me a hug.
"Happy birthday, kiddo." I started to test it out. As I took a few hits, I started to notice that something was missing.
"Where's Craig? I haven't seen him around all night?" I asked.
"I'm sure he's around here somewhere." James said. I then noticed that he gave a weird look over to Jay and Johna. They nodded back.
"We got you something too, Kristy." Johna said. All three of them got up and walked to a back room.
"Where are they going?" I asked as I gave a quizzical look to Seth. All he did was shrug. I then saw the party goers make room as a massive birthday cake made its way through the room. The boys pushed it on a wide card and place it in front of me.
"Everyone, it's Kritsy Rogen's 21th birthday today. You know what to do." James yelled out over the crowed. He sounded like a waiter from a restaurant. All in unison, everyone sang happy birthday to me. I just sat there with Seth's arm over my shoulder and I smiled and blushed a little bit. When they finished I stood up and blew out the candles.
"NOW!" James, Jay, and Johna all yelled and the cake broke apart and out popped Craig in nothing but a tight silver speedo. I busted up laughing and my blushing grew a little stronger. Craig then started to do a goofy little lap dance for me and I played along and took a 5 dollar bill out of by purse and put it in his make-shift thong. I thanked the boys for the awesome present and gave Craig a big hug before we went to get dressed.
This was the best birthday I'd ever had. I was surrounded by good friends, good drinks, and some good fucking weed. I figured nothing could ruin this night.