Randy Louis (badxhabits) wrote in thispain,
Randy Louis

You Shook Me all Night Long

Randy had just gotton high with some of his buddies. He could still taste the paper joint on his lips. He was still on the slight high but his friends had left to do something- Randy forgot what it was. But he was sitting on the couch with his muddy shoes on the center table leaning back totally zoned out and relaxed. He pushed his dark hair out of his eyes and smiled for no reason.

Some people walked by and stared at him but some how he didnt care. They either knew he was high or he had something hanging out of nose. And he highley doubted the second. He winked as the girls and smiled. It was a sunday and he was sitting there all alone in the afternoon. He was hungrey and his high seemed to be waring out. It wasnt much fun to be high as a kite all alone.

He pushed his dark hair out of his eyes and closed them and soon fell alseep. Sleeping while being high had quiet wierd dreams. He had a dream he was in the Special Olympics in the mile wheel chair event- it didnt make any scense at all. And why was his grandma blue and crying while she was clearly baking a cake in the stans. What the hell was going on. With his mouth open drool slightly coming out he continued to dream on....
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Aimee let her head fall into her hands. She sighed, exasperated. Her annoying twin sister, Allie, had just been lecturing her on the consequences of being around Randy too much.

"He's not a very good guy, Aimee. I mean, he's kind of dangerous and wild. And did you know he smokes? Really. Is that the kind of guy you want to be around?"

She rolled her eyes. Her sister was such a pain in the ass and had no fun at all ever.

"Allie. Shut up. It's my life...I can do whatever the hell I want."

Allie looked at her with mild disgust and pain in her face. Aimee brushed her hair out of her eyes, stood up, and walked out of their dormitory in which they were having the annoying conversation. She walked down the stairs and into the Common Room, and saw a familiar head sitting on a couch. She walked over towards him, smiled, and sat on the couch next to him.
Randy jumped awake in a jult from his dream as he felt the cusions pop next to him waking him up from his high, drooly sleep.

"Look out the Llama's on the loose!"

He looked around relizing he wasnt in his dream any more. That was good cause it was getting kinky. He looked and saw Aimee. Randy grinned and felt his face grow hot with embaressment. He looked away so she wouldnt see and wiped the drool off of his lip. He looked back at her and laughed at himself- sometimes it was good to just look at yourself and your actions and have a good chuckle.

Randy took a good look at Aimiee. She had a smile on but it looked like it was forced for some reason. He scooted closer to her and put his arm around her claiming her as a couple of guys walked by. He was still loose and floopy from the drugs but didnt care very much. Drugs were fun and ment to be taken for this reason.

"Whats up kid?"
Aimee eyed him suspiciously. He looked a little...high. It was hard to explain, but it was just the way he looked and how he was acting. Oh well...Whatever.

"Not much. Just chattin' with my sister. She was telling me how you were a horrible influence and how I shouldn't be around you."

She grinned. Did her sister really think she was going to stop seeing Randy just because she thought he was a bad influence on her? If anything, it was even more of a reasont to be around him. Aimee leaned in towards Randy and kissed him on the lips. She pulled away and smiled.

"But, as you can see, I didn't listen to her..."
"Good for you- i think your sister is crazy. But i think we are all crazy but just on difrent levels you know?"

He smiled and licked his lips feeling her lip gloss, something like apple, but he also tasted his weed. And his sences were going all over the place. She smelt like a million diffrent things that he couldnt feigure out. He rubbed his head with his hand closing his eyes as a short head ache came and went quickly. Randy was comming out of his high. How sad.
"I think so too...Well, about my sister being crazy and all."

He had definitely been on a high. She could smell it on him. She tasted it on his lips. Aimee didn't get it. Even when she had been high that one time, it had been great, but she didn't want to do it again. It had been easy and everything, but she didn't want to live her life like that. She grinned playfully and leaned in towards him.

"Have you been smoking...?"
He grinned at her and watched her lips as she talked.

"Smoking what? Thats what you should tell me- be more specific. Crack? Cigars? Cigaretts? Weed? what else is there..."

He smiled and watched her carfully out through his glazed over brown eyes.
She rolled her eyes and grinned.

"And now I see that I am right."

She grinned and brushed her hair backwards. He got so funny and strange when he was high...It was funny.
"Right about what? How sexy you are? Cause you fill me up butter-cup."

He smiled having no idea where that was comming from. He said that lamest, wierdest stuff when he was up on the joint. If he thought it in his head it just flew out of his lips before he could stop himself. He laughed at that word. Butter-cup.
She grinned and shook her head.

"Your funny when your like this, you know that?"

It was crazy. The affects of smoking on a person was strange. It made them act differently and strangely.
"Everything is funny all the time. Weather your handsome like me or not."

He grinned and started to trwil her blonde hair through his fingers. It was pretty and shiney. Two qualitys that Randy liked. He could smell it really good- something like apples. That made him hungrey. Randy shook his head and moved his hand out of her hair. He looked up as Allie stormed by giving him an evil eye he suspected she shared with her twin. He made a mental note to never piss Aimiee off like he did to Allie, only he didnt know what he do to piss off Allie. Banging her sister had to be at the top of the list for sure but still... he treated her good.

"So why is your sister crazy, dont like meh much does she?"
Aimee watched her sister storm through the dormitory. Allie glanced evily at Aimee, Aimee only smirked in a smart ass way. Allie rolled her eyes and slammed the door of the Common Room shut behind her. What Aimee didn't get was, why did Allie care so much who she dated anyways? It wasn't her life...Maybe she was just a crazy control freak who wanted to control everyone into being just like her. That would never happen. No one wanted to be boring and stuck up.

"Nope, not really...She thinks your a bad influence on me." Aimee grinned. "Oh, and she really doesn't like the smoking thing."
"Smoking? Smoking what?"

Randy grinned. It was common. He ushually brought out the bad side of people. But the dark side was so much funner than the stuck in the white box side. He winked at Alli left. He smiled and leaned in close to her ear, smelling her good, and whisperd. He couldnt help but ask... he was curious

"Is she on crack?"
"I seriously doubt it..."

Allie on crack? Yeah right. She was too uptight to do anything wild or crazy. Aimee highly doubted that she had ever even tried any sort of drug in her entire life.

"Allie isn't like that...She's too uptight. Too afraid of consequences and what not."

She moved in closer towards Randy and put her hand on his thigh. She moved her face closer towards his, then pulled away before she could kiss him, and smiled seductively. She was such a tease sometimes...Especially if she wanted to be.
His skin jumped at her touch. Why was he on the edge, he laughed as he forgot about the joint he had earler with his buds. Randy leaned in to kiss her back and cussed when she pulled away. He liked that she did that but than again he didnt. He knew what he wanted and he was pretty sure she knew it too. He bit his lip as he thought it over. He looked at her a little lost for words. He wanted to rip her clothing off and tap her right now- he dindt care who watched or who walked by jaw droped. They would get over it quickly.

"Your cruel, why dont you just show your bellie button and wig me outa my mind and then just leave? Your cruel enough..."

"I know..."

Aimee smiled seductively again and grinned. She moved closer in towards him, and began kissing him. She tasted the smoky taste in his mouth. It was familiar, and she liked it. She knew that there were probably a bunch of people watching her and Randy. It must be how they got their rocks, Aimee thought. Whatever. She didn't really care about all of the people that were watching her. The only thing she would worry about would be some stupid student who might snitch on them.
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