In Sociology class we studied a certain drug and wrote a short story about it. My drug was ecstasy. This story is about kids who go to Grad Nite and get intoxicated and it is shortened due to a large sequence of obscure and innappropriate content.
Grad Night
I could say that when I got intoxicated at Disneyland on Grad Night, “I didn’t know what I was thinking,” or, “I regret it because of the danger I put myself in,” but I would be lying. I had every intention of getting “fucked up,” if you will, in some way before getting here. And as I lay relaxed, staring at the ceiling in the dark, with her sleeping next to me with her head on my arm, I reminisce about the adventure I just had and how I wouldn’t take it back for anything. Even now, this late into the night, or morning I should say (it’s 4:30), her touch makes me feel a tingle all over as I just start to fall asleep fulfilled and with a stupid dreamy smile on my face.
Earlier that night:
As we picked every one up at their respective households in my friend Ryan’s van we blasted our obnoxious music that reminded us we’re young—which is a good thing of course. I always hated people who look down on contemporary obnoxious music teenagers listen to when they themselves are still teenagers. Act your age. Have some fun. Please. Anyway, before we embarked in the general direction of Disneyland, by my request, we picked up my girlfriend who lives in the opposite direction. Sure it would add on about 30 minutes to our hour and a half journey but I promised Ryan five bucks.
Once every one was accounted for, the van, that’s made to hold eight people (driver included) now held twelve. Four sat in the back, as in the very back, as in where there aren’t seats, Ryan and his girlfriend sat up front, three in the row behind him, and my girlfriend and I took up our own row in the back where we preceded to make out without considering the people around us. That was so us. I love her and our knack for PDA. It didn’t really matter right now though anyway since everyone was so pumped and excited and all having separate conversations. The conversation behind us was about the many illegal substances they were all packing. Jimmy, one of the kids in the back, had filled water bottles to the top with Grey Goose. He had them in a backpack mixed up with regular water bottles to both disguise the vodka-filled ones, and to go with the ecstasy another kid brought for hydration. And of course one of them had some joints already rolled and in a plastic baggy. My plans for the evening weren’t really set. When substances are involved, I never have a plan. I just try whatever is at my disposal or what I’m in the mood for. I would never go out of my way to get anything or ever pay for my own. That’s not me. I mooch.
My plans changed when in the midst of our makeout session in the backseat I ran my hands up my girlfriend’s thighs until I felt something small in her pocket. Just for kicks I reached in to see what it was and I pulled out a little baggy with two blue pills with a butterfly on each one.
“I wanted to surprise you,” she said.
She knew I had never tried E before and had been wanting to for a while. It didn’t even occur to me I could have tried it tonight since one of my friends had it but I guess it didn’t cross my mind since I always had this mindset that I wanted to save it for a special occasion. Then I realized, this is a special occasion. I have my girlfriend here, who I would have been hanging around the majority of the time anyway, and here we are going to a place filled with liveliness and trippy rides. And she brought some herself specifically for us too so it would just be shameful to say no now (even though she would understand. I love her and how understanding she is). After a stop at Denny’s on the way we finally arrived at the park. As we walked through the gates I couldn’t help but feel nervous about us somehow getting caught for all the shit we were bringing in but we were fine. Back at school, days earlier, the principal lectured us about how serious it was to not bring shit into the park or show up messed up or whatever, and you think with such hype the park would have better security for it. But I wasn’t complaining. Holla. So we passed through the entrance in a group of what was now made up of more than twenty people having met up some familiar faces out front. The atmosphere was so lively. Our group was growing bigger and bigger as more people we knew came to join us. It was like we were dominating the park and keeping it from the stupid faggots from the other schools. That’s how it felt. We were all just full of ourselves and ready for a good night ahead of us.
As we walked along I held hands with my girlfriend and we looked at each other and I kissed her and told her I loved her. She waited to say it back until after we kissed again. She does that a lot. She teases me. Ugh, I love her! We continued to walk on and from the sound of things the group planned to go on Pirates of the Caribbean where our mass of 30 or so people could take up two full boats of our very own. On the way some of us got sodas to spike with our vodka water bottles. I didn’t just because in back of my mind I didn’t know what the deal was with mixing ecstasy and alcohol and I was worried I would die or get sick or something. It turns out it is bad. Thanks girlfriend. So we got to the area around Pirates of the Caribbean where the river they have there is and my girlfriend grabbed my hand and led me to the area by the water. She took out the pills and put one in my hand and we put them in our mouths at the same time. She drank some water and swallowed, and I followed. We then met our massive group in line.
So Pirates of the Caribbean wasn’t really an amazing sensory ecstasy experience or anything. It hadn’t kicked in yet. It was only a ten minute ride and like a 20 minute line so the entertainment for the time being was all of us teenagers being obnoxious and yelling and reenacting a pirate battle with the boat behind us. Towards the end I did kind of feel out of it though. I didn’t want to get my hopes up just because I didn’t want to make myself out and just think it was kicking in already and act stupid and ugh. Know what I mean? Anyway we started to walk off the boat and my girlfriend grabbed my hand. I was kind of caught off guard because it tingled. A lot. It was like our hands were made to fit each others’. It felt warm and nice and wow. I was just reminded about how much I loved her and want her around me all of the time. Then we walked outside into the calm night air. The breeze was slight and relaxing but on my skin it felt so damn good. I was tingling all over. I was just so relaxed and content! The lights that lined the walkway by the river never looked so nice. I did a slow 360 just looking at stuff in every direction. I must have looked like a retard. I was just slowly turning around in a circle with an awe-struck look on my face looking at absolutely nothing. But to me it was a new world. I appreciated everything I saw and found everything so fascinating. My attention was immediately shifted to Tomorrowland in the distance. It was a mass of bright neon lights that called to me. I felt so pumped all of the sudden, just to go over there and see it. I took my girlfriend’s hand again and it felt more intense than before. It actually stopped me in my tracks and I looked her in the eyes and kissed her. My whole body went crazy. It felt like…well…pleasure. I can’t really describe it better. Like it felt good to kiss her before but it was just intensified so much! So I did it again and we held each other as we walked. I was just loving life and I just started running with her towards the lights.
I saw that the line for Space Mountain was pretty much empty so I led my girlfriend by the hand towards it. I’m such a child even if I’m on drugs. But it’s a good thing I chose to do this because what I experienced on that ride was the coolest shit ever. The ride felt like it moved so much faster and the wind gives you this crazy rush and the stars go by and ugh! It was so cool! When we got off we saw that had these dance floors set up nearby with strobe lights and electronic rave music playing constantly and we just jumped right in. It sounded so intense. I was in this trance from it and I could actually FEEL the music. It felt like it was made for me and I moved to it in this amazingly smooth harmony. I felt like I could actually dance. It was such a blur though I could have looked stupid as hell to other people around me but I felt amazing doing it. The fact that my girlfriend, an already attractive girl, who right now seemed more attractive than ever, was right up against me moving with me. It felt so amazing. Every little thing was a constant sensation—the heat, the sweat starting to form on our bodies, and most of all her touch. I hadn’t felt this close to her since the time we first had sex. We kissed and I felt like I never could have her away from me again. The pleasure I felt was just constant. I wanted to make love to her right there. Right in the middle of the dance. I love her! We danced for a while and finally mutually agreed to take a water break. The cold water felt amazing to drink. This cold sensation went through my body for a few seconds as I drank it. We walked hand in hand and the calm night breeze felt so refreshing on our damp skin. This feeling already felt nice without drugs but now that we were, I got even more from the experience. The breeze tingled my skin all over and I just felt so content with everything. Everything in my life. None of the stupid shit I worry about usually came up once. And I was so in love with this girl next to me. We were already inseparable and knew everything about each other but right now I felt even more connected. And I could tell she felt the same way the way she held my hand and arm and looked at me and said little things to me in this cute little hushed loving voice. The night seemed so much more quiet and calm when we got away from that area and walked through the darker area by the Matterhorn. It didn’t last long because we just happen to run into the mass of friends we came in with. There weren’t as many now probably because they were all off having their own experiences with illegal substances. These ones were just drunk or high from weed with the exception of two guys that had taken acid and went on the Winnie the Pooh a little earlier. They looked terrified out of their minds and wouldn’t talk to any of us no matter how hard we tried. They’d be fine though. In the midst of laughing with them as we made fun of each other my girlfriend grabbed my hand and held it tight. I looked at her and we kissed. We kissed again. So we could continue, we walked away from the group to a dark area by some trees. We made out like we never have before. Or at least it felt that way. She moved her hands all over me while we made out and it felt so intense. It was making me go crazy. Like really crazy. As in, I don’t know if I would have been able to control myself and keep myself from taking my clothes off right there if it wasn’t for a couple of teachers walking by. It was kind of a reality check for us because for a few minutes, we were in our own little horny world.
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As we walked on I was really tired now, but a really nice and relaxed tired. The drug was almost completely worn off but I still felt a little tingly and I’m assuming the really good mood I was in was natural. I felt so at peace with everything. Me and my girlfriend walked hand in hand through the hotel plaza and into the lobby to get a room. We talked the whole time and as we did I looked at her with such happiness and love as I thought I couldn’t be happier that she was the person I shared this experience with and that she was my girlfriend. I even told her this even though I pretty much implied it with the stupid look on my face. After talking to the miserable young lady at the desk who gave us a room, we walked across the street from the complex and ate at Denny’s before going back to the hotel and up to our room. We laid on our one bed for a while in the dark with the blinds open overlooking the still lit resort and the tv on until she fell asleep. I turned the tv off and stared at the ceiling and was happier than I have ever been.
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