"I said let her go." Click click.

I could see something black spinning around in the air as I looked just over this creepy man's shoulder.

"Cmon baby," The creep said. "Tell him to fuck off then it's just you and me."

Crack!

The end of a numchuck hit the creep right between the shoulder blades.

He jerked and backed off.

"What the fuck man!" Roared the creep.

"I told you to back off!" Said the sandy haired man holding numchucks in his fist.

"You should try saying hello first ya sex maniac!" The numchuck man said. 

The creepy man grumbled and walked away.

He looked at me and said, "Cmon over here. We'll go in and you can sit with us. You too E assuming your together." He said to my friend. 

She gave him a half smile and said, "yes we are,  thanks K." 

"They know each other." I thought as I approached on shaky legs.

E, K and one other younger, dark haired man who seemed very interested in my friend, said hello to me with a small distracted wave.

"Don't mind him.  He's a drooler." K said."Let's smoke a joint before we go in." My friend suggested.

I was more than just nervous, I was shaking. I didn't know what to do or what to say. Where to put my hands? How to behave? Should I say yes or no? I just didn't know. So I did the only thing I could and that was follow my friend.

A pungent, aromatic smell came through the air. Thick. A slight hint of moth ball smell mixed in. I've seen people smoke weed before just hadn't tried it. The joint came round to me.

"Smoke it like a cigarette." my friend said. "Just don't take big drags."

I put the joint gingerly between my lips and took a couple small drags. The smoke exploded from my lungs and I hacked my brains out. When I finally stopped coughing I could see the other three were laughing at me.

"I told you not to take big drags she said laughing. "That's enough for you I think." She said chuckling.

I noticed K was rubbing my back.  We went around the corner and joined the line up for the club. I started to have this very euphoric feeling. I felt myself relax. My mind seemed to "unclench" itself. I started to giggle. The giggling kept going then the other three started giggling with me.

"Oh shit!" K said. "Now we're gonna giggle all night."

"Do they have food in there?" I asked.

They started to laugh aloud this time.  I joined them.

"What's so funny about that?" Giggling anyway.  This just made them laugh louder.

"You got the munchies!" My friend said. "You're totally stoned!"

"I'll get you something to eat." K said chuckling along with the others.

The line starting moving up. We reach the door and I wondered if they would let me in given I was underage.

"She's with me." K said to the bouncer while we walked by.

Inside loud rock was playing. Bright colored light spun on it's axis, a strobe light fixed to the ceiling created a flash like a camera going off. On the stage a band was setting up to play.

A waitress came round for our drink order.

K looked at me and asked. "What'll you have?

"I don't know what are you having?"

"Rum and coke." He replied.

Ok I'll have that" I said.

He ordered the drinks plus a plate of deep fried zucchini and another plate of chicken wings.

I gave him a grateful look and said, "Thank you."

He just smiled, put his hand on my thigh and patted it. The band started to play and I was mesmerized! I'd never been in a place like that before! The food came and I ate as if I hadn't eaten in a week. The others watched me and chuckled and ate as well.

The dancing carried on, the band kept playing. People laughing, hugging and kissing. Seemed like a haven to me. A place where one could blow off steam!

All evening long K never left my side. Very attentive and a little touchy feely but, was showing interest in me. Can you imagine someone actually interested in me? I thought that would never happen.

The world began to spin, things started to look blurry.

"Probably because they won't stand still!" I thought. Giggling out loud.

"The bars closing. "We're going to K's place to party. Let's go!" My friend said.

The four of us piled into K's old Pontiac Parisienne. Soon we pulled into a gravel driveway and walked into a small bungalow. I staggered more than walked while K held me up. I was very drunk and the world kept spinning faster making my stomach unhappy. 

"Your bathroom?" K pointed past the kitchen. "Just go down the hall, it's on the end."

I staggered to the bathroom using the wall to hold me up. I shut the bathroom door and promptly vomited all the contents of my stomach.  Laying down on the floor, the tiles felt cool so I stayed there. The next thing I remember is being put in a bed. A while later I vaguely recall someone taking my cloths off.

The lights went out anyway.

Until they weren't....