The next day when Jazmine went over to Cindy's house the first thing she did was wish her give her a big hug, a happy eighteenth birthday and give her a tin of her favorite cookies and a gift card to H&M.
Jazmine was so happy. The two girls had been inseparable since elementary school and here they were, eighteen and ready to head off to college. Cindy had grown so much and Jazmine was just so proud to be able to witness that and be apart of that. Cindy smirked at her best friend. "Now only three years until we can legally go to the bar together."
Then they started talking about everything that happened last night. Jazmine explained every detail and minute.
"And you shoved him away?" Cindy gasped, shaking her head. "You know you a damn lie if you say you didn't like it! Why didn't you just go with the flow?"
Jazmine scoffed. Why didn't she just go with the flow? More like why would she go with the flow? "Because! He sees me in a bikini and all of a sudden he wants to be all over me? We've known each other for how long? Last time I checked, I've been Jazmine my whole life. Besides I'm not gonna be like any of the other girls he messes with, no way."
Cindy sucked her teeth. "Guys are idiots sometimes, we've established this already. There's nothing wrong with having some fun. Besides, maybe that would lead to more? Who knows, maybe you got some bomb pussy he needs to fall into? Maybe you'll be the girl to make him stop allllll his player ways."
Jazmine groaned and smacked her hand over her face. She couldn't even laugh over it because she knew Cindy was being dead serious. "Shut up, oh my God. It's going to be so awkward today. I'm just going to ignore him and act like it never happened."
"Pfft, no it won't because you'll have some liquid courage in you." Cindy smirked as she got up and skipped over to the kitchen where various bottles of liquor and a few cases of beer were on the counter.
"How'd you get all of that?" Jazmine's mouth was hanging open at the sheer amount of alcohol there was. Cindy wasn't kidding when she said she wanted to throw a party. Then as an afterthought she added, "And I'm not drinking until later tonight. So yes, it will be awkward."
"Well, I flirted with the guy who works the counter all the time. I gave him my number and he forgot all about carding me." Cindy smirked as she went into her drawer and pulled out a bunch of cigarillos. "It's bring your own weed and liquor, but since I'm charging three bucks at the door I figured I'd buy it all."
"Weed? You'll never get the smell out before your parents get home. And that's pretty mean, I hope you plan on actually texting him." Jazmine gasped loudly. Cindy wasn't playing it safe at all. It also didn't help that she'd probably smell like weed once she got home. It took some convincing to get her parents to let her sleep over at Cindy's the whole weekend. The last time that happened Jazmine came home with an obvious hangover that lasted two days, the first time she had ever drank. The last thing she needed was for her clothes to smell like straight up weed, or her parents wouldn't ever let her out the house again.
"Nah nah, I'll open up all the windows today and tomorrow. Tomorrow I'll have some incense burning and spray febreeze like crazy."
"If you say so." Jazmine sighed, knowing there was no point in trying to convince Cindy otherwise. "And just about how many people are coming?" Jazmine groaned as she fell back on the couch and looked up at the ceiling. She liked to go out as much as your average teenager but sometimes high school parties were a bit too much for her to handle. Teenagers grinding, having sex, making out, smoking, drinking and popping pills. Way too much.
"I invited most of our class. Everyone on the basketball team that I'm cool with. A couple juniors that I'm cool with, but word spreads. You know there will be a shitload of sophomores and freshman tryna come in. They get charged more though." Cindy smirked at herself. She had been 'advertising' her party for days on instagram and she'd make plenty of money.
Jazmine sat up quickly, remembering all the fancy stuff Cindy had in her house. "You're gonna have to lock the doors, and put all your expensive stuff behind those locked doors."
"Girl hush, I already know that. That's what the boys are gonna help with when they get here. Besides I don't want anyone fucking on my bed or my parents bed." Cindy shivered at the thought before getting two shot glasses and eyeing Jazmine.
"What?" Jazmine side eyed her from the couch.
Cindy opened up the bottle of strawberry lemonade vodka and poured it. "Birthday shots? It's just a shot. Besides, Huey will be here soon and you can't be acting funny. You'll kill the vibe."
Jazmine groaned and walked over to the counter, grabbed her shot glass and tossed it back quickly. Jazmine wasn't against underaged drinking, she'd just rather consume it in fruity drinks and jello shots. But Cindy was her best friend and she did need something to relax her nerves. "Happy birthday Cindy!" she smiled.
Oh, how Jazmine wished she would've called it quits after that one shot. She was fine once the guys came over, she and Huey ignored each other like they were the plague. No one really noticed that they weren't talking except for Cindy because there was so much going on. Between the cleaning up, goofing around, and pre-party smoking and drinking, everyone was all over the place. Jazmine had stuck around Caesar and Riley, then Hiro who was setting up his DJ station. Then she was talking with Ming and Cindy, who was directing everyone as to what they should be doing without doing anything herself. Cindy even made sure that Huey was doing something that Jazmine wasn't doing. Even though she wanted the two to just kiss and get it over with, Jazmine didn't want to talk to him and she was going to help Jazmine with that decision.
Jazmine was fine once the party started and people came pouring in. She talked to a few friends and danced with them. She managed to be a good co-host and make sure everyone was enjoying themselves but it was a high school party and there was plenty of drinks and weed, what did she really need to do other than that? Being her usual paranoid self, she kept checking up on the locked rooms because Cindy obviously wasn't, it was only ten and she was already tipsy, it'd only get worse from here.
Some guys had talked her up, even if was only for a few minutes. She had actually gave one guy her number, he had looked familiar but she couldn't recall from where. She had spent some time with Hiro, adding some suggestions to his playlist. Other than that she was just enjoying herself. There was so many people that she had rarely even bumped into any of her friends as of yet.
It was when she caught some girl hanging off of Huey's arm that she kind of lost her cool. She wasn't even prepared to see Huey with someone, it took him all but a few hours to find someone to shack up with? Maybe she was just a friend, Jazmine said to herself. Then they leaned against the wall and made out so intensely she couldn't decide if she was more angry or disgusted. After that, Jazmine grit her teeth and went over to the table, poured half a cup of soda and half a cup of liquor and downed that before pouring another one.
As small as she was, it didn't take long until she was drunk.
With the music loud and the party thriving, drunk Jazmine set out to find Huey who was letting the same girl dance up against him. Jazmine glanced around at the guys around her, picking the cutest one. A tall, white boy who was just leaning up against the wall with a drink in his hand. He had been talking to someone else when she stood on her tiptoes to say something in his ears and he nodded, a smirk on his face.
With her fuzzy logic, she wrapped her arms around him and started making out with him. The act itself stirred something in her but maybe that was because she was drunk. Or maybe it was because she knew Huey would see her eventually and hopefully feel the same way she did when she saw him locking lips with some random girl.
And she was right. Huey had caught a glimpse of her puff a few feet away from him and decided to go talk to her. Pushing the girl, Melina, off his lap he stood up and headed in Jazmine's direction. He felt bad about yesterday, he had been thinking with the wrong head and let it cloud his mind. The last thing he ever wanted was to make Jazmine, of all people, feel uncomfortable around him. He pushed through the crowd which seemingly got larger and larger by the hour and once he finally broke through he saw it.
Jazmine making out and grinding against with some tall, scrawny white guy. He was sure he knew him from somewhere.
Huey felt a spark of anger flow through him as he yanked Jazmine away from the guy. Jazmine gasped and stumbled, only to fall back into Huey. "What the hell, Jazmine?"
"What the hell? Mind your damn business!" Jazmine shouted, pulling herself out of his arms and leaning against the wall to keep from falling. She was really drunk. Huey sucked his teeth and grabbed her arm again. The guy started to say something, getting ready to grab Jazmine back but Huey shot him a look that made him back off immediately.
"You don't do shit like this? What's gotten into you?!" He yelled, grateful the music was too loud for everyone to hear them argue. "You're drunk. Let's go."
"Go fuck that girl that was hanging all over you." Jazmine snapped as she tried to pull her arm away from Huey but he only held onto her tighter. Why the hell was she so angry? Jazmine had never cared about the girls he messed with.
"Chill the fuck out." Huey snapped as he let go of Jazmine only to pick her up bridal style. He ignored her smacking at him and headed straight for the guest room. "Where's the key?" he mumbled.
Jazmine smirked at him, "Come find out?" her eyes fluttered seductively and he grit his teeth.
"Cut it out." Huey sighed. In turn, Jazmine pouted but pulled the room key from her bra and gave it to Huey. He laid her down on the bed and shook his head. He had known her forever and even though Jazmine did drink she wasn't a drink until wasted type of girl. "I'll be right back. Stay put."
Jazmine nodded dutifully as she laid down on the bed. Huey locked the door behind him and went down to get some water for Jazmine. He went back up and unlocked the door to let himself in. Jazmine had peeled off her shoes and pants but was tucked underneath the covers. She waved slowly. "Hey Hueeeeeey. Why are you here?"
"To get you water." He said as he placed the cup on the nightstand beside the bed.
"But I'm not even thirsty, silly." she slurred loudly, hiccuping loudly every few words. Jazmine shook her head and laid back, placing her hands on the blanket.
"I'll… be back to check up on you later. Don't leave, okay?" Huey sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"What?" Jazmine pouted. Her demeanor suddenly changed as she sat up, pushing the covers down to her knees. Huey looked away in an attempt to let her have her decency. Knowing Jazmine she'd be embarrassed at what she was doing once she found out tomorrow. Her small hands pushed down at the straps off her tank top and bra. "Don't leave?"
"Put your clothes back on Jazmine!" Huey shouted. He tried to think of what to do. Cindy wouldn't be any help since she was worse off than Jazmine. Maybe one of Jazmine's other friends? He was sure he had seen her with them earlier. Huey glanced at Jazmine to see her shirt completely off and she was clumsily trying to unhook her bra. "Oh god. Jazmine stop."
Huey threw the blanket over her, and put his hand up. "I'll stay but you can't take your clothes off. Okay?"
Jazmine sighed and laid down, twisting and turning all over the place in an attempt to get comfortable. Meanwhile Huey tried to calm himself down. Had Jazmine been sober, he would've let her keep going and did whatever happened next. Yet she was drunk off her ass and despite him wanting her, he wasn't going to take advantage of her.
It took her a good hour to finally fall asleep and once she did, Huey turned her on her side and propped two pillows behind her and headed back downstairs to the loud that was as loud as ever party. It was almost two in the morning and he headed straight for where the drinks were. He spotted Cindy's long blonde hair and called for her.
"Oh hey Freeman. Where the fuck have you been? We were looking for you and Jazzy." Cindy leaned against the table slightly. Last time he saw her she was drunk but at least she had sobered up a little.
Huey grabbed a beer out the cooler and popped it open. He took a long sip and shook his head. "Nah, Jazmine was… I took her upstairs cause she-"
Cindy shouted, "NOOOOOOO, did y'all, you know?" she was smiling widely at him.
Huey sucked his teeth. "No, we didn't? She was drunk and hanging all over this guy and I didn't want her to get hurt or anything. She's in the guest room."
"Ohhh," Cindy trailed off, trying not to look disappointed. She really did want Jazmine and Huey to hook up. She could be the one to stop his player ways. Oh well, she'd just have to keep plotting to get them to get together.
"Yeah, so -" Huey looked up from his drink to find Cindy gone, nowhere to be found. "Damn it." Huey shook his head and started to head back upstairs. He'd just have to keep watch of Jazmine until the morning.