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Sam and Becca clocked out for the day and walked out to Sam's car. Sam really needed a fix right now but she was willing to wait for the free drugs and booze at the party.

As Sam drove to Stacy's house Becca continued to talk her ear off.

"I'm totally going to get wasted tonight. I hope Trish is there cause I could use a good fuck," Becca paused and looked over at Sam. "Hey you should hook up tonight. Right now you are reeking of sexual frustration."

They had pulled up to the house and Sam put the car in park before she lashed out at Becca.

"I don't need you to tell me when to fuck someone. I'm only frustrated cause I need some drugs," Sam then exited the car. She peered back in at Becca who hadn't moved from her seat. "Are you getting out of the damn car or am I locking you the fuck in?"

"I'm getting out. I'm getting out," Becca held up her hands in surrender as she got out of the car.

Sam locked the car and they ascended the porch steps. They could feel the party pulsing through the walls.

There was no need to knock, so they just entered. Right away they were surrounded by people dancing and hooking up.

Sam could tell what the choice drug was tonight. It was MDMA, ecstasy. She heard Becca squeal in delight when Stacy walked up with the pills in her hand. Becca didn't waste her time she quickly took on and danced off into the mess of people.

Stacy approached Sam with the pill. Sam wanted pain killers not MDMA.

"Here you go Sam," Stacy held the pill up to Sam's mouth.

Sam shook her head. "Where are the pain killers?"

"Not tonight Sam. You're going to try something new. You won't be disappointed. Next time you'll get what you want but right now you are going to take this," Stacy put the ecstasy closer to Sam's mouth.

"Fine," Sam opened her mouth.

She felt it hit her tongue. As it dissolved on her tongue she felt as though she was connected to everyone. She could feel the music flow through her body. Bodies were all around her. Someone came up behind her and started to dance right up next to her grinding against her.

She turned around and was face to face with a blonde who had a striking resemblance to Brooke. In her drugged out state all her body cared about was touching someone especially someone who looked so similar to a person that she loved.

They were dancing and touching till the girl leaned in and started to kiss her. With all the MDMA as it coursed through her veins she kissed back greedily. They soon were in a full blown make-out, groping session in the middle of the dance floor.

The blonde broke the kiss, grabbed Sam's hand and pulled her through the crowd. They made their way out of the house into the cool night air. There were still many people out in the backyard sprawled out on the grass making out with each other.

Sam was staring up at the stars completely unaware of where the blond was taking her. Still staring up into the night sky, she felt the warmth that was in her hand disappear. She turned to look at where the heat source went to and saw the blonde jumping on a trampoline. The girl beckoned her to join. Sam's body automatically responded and soon she was also jumping. The drugs still had control over her and she felt as though she was soaring. She was one with the sky.

The blonde had dropped down on her back and Sam landed next to her. Sam looked up and felt so connected to everything. It didn't take long before Sam's body was starving for more human contact.

Sam rolled over closer to the Brooke look-a-like and took the initiative and kissed the girl. She was soon on top of her. She was running her hands up and down the girl's smooth skin of her stomach. Their body heat radiated off their bodies so much so that the cold air of the night was unable to penetrate through the heat.

"Hello Brooke, how was your day?" Jane looked up from the stove when Brooke walked in.

"I wish I could say great, or even good, but it was pretty much just a crappy day," Brooke set her bag by the door.

"Can I help with anything?
"Of course you can. You're a much better cook than I. You can work on the sauce," Jane moved away from the stove to let Brooke at it. "So you want to talk about it?

Of course Brooke would like to talk to someone about it, but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. She couldn't say hardly anything to Jane. She played what she wanted to say in hear head. Well Jane my day started off by getting a phone call in the middle of the night from a drunk Sam locked out of the house. Then I had to wake the bitch up and later give her a ride to her car, which was parked at some random girls house. Had my school day started off with the news that Nicole is back. Sam not caring. Oh yeah, and I think I may have feelings for your daughter.

She shook her head." I'm mostly upset because Nicole's back."

"No…" Jane's voice was in shock. "How did Sam handle it?"

"She was fine. She could of cared less," Brooke was frustrated.

"Well that's good," Jane was a little relieved.

"What do you mean good? Nicole hit her with a car. Sam could have been killed," Brooke raised her voice.

"That is true, but you could have been hurt or killed if Sam didn't push you out of the way. Nicole didn't purposefully run her over," Jane calmly responded.

Like mother, like daughter. Brooke had nothing to say so she went back to working on the sauce. Jane started on the salad. They worked in silence.

When Mike walked in they put all the food out on the table and took their seats and dished out. Mike looked over to the empty seat.

"Is Sam going to join us for dinner?"

"I'm not sure. I haven't seen or spoken to her in two days," Jane's realization started to worry her. "Brooke?"

"Last time I saw her was this morning," Brooke was a little worried but she tried to look indifferent.

Mike talked the rest of dinner and after Brooke helped clean up she went to her room to do her homework.

Brooke finished her homework by 11pm and decided to stretch her stiff limbs. She walked to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. The house was silent. She knew that everyone was sleeping. She went back up the stairs with her water, but paused at the top. She wondered if Sam was in her room or not.

She slowly went to the closed door and knocked softly. When there was no answer she gently turned the door knob and swung the door open cautiously. What she saw was an empty room, so she closed the door before heading to her room. She climbed into her bed and drifted off to sleep.

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