KISS Me

Chapter 12

UNEDITED

*THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS HARSH LANGUAGE & POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING LANGUAGE. I'M SORRY IN ADVANCE IF ANY WORDS TRIGGER YOU. PLEASE UNDERSTAND I'M JUST TRYING TO FOLLOW THE MOVIE*

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We pull over as I maneuver my way into Jam's lap. I really don't want to be in his lap but I have to do something to get back at Lex. As we stop I look over to Lex before he gets out to talk to the mystery girl. I see her smile at him and lays her hand on his arm. Oh hell no. 

"Callie. Let me hit that." I say referring to the joint hanging between her lips. She looks confused as she takes a long toke and hands it over to me. "You can have the rest." She knows what is going on between Lex and I. I can tell because she notices everything. That's just the type of person she is. I take the joint from her red painted fingertips. 

Callie takes out a cigarette and lights it. She gestures for me to lean closer and I do just that. "You're doing great, just keep doing what you're doing. I bet he confesses his feelings tonight. If I'm right you owe be five buck." Callie whispers to me as she takes a drag from her cowboy killer. She blows the smoke right in my face making be cough and wave my hand frantically in front of my face. "You bitch. You know I hate that." I say to her leaning back away from the cloud of smoke. 

I take three long hits from the joint and offer it to Jam. "Sharing is caring, right?" I say and hold it in front of his face. Jam laughs and moves so his lips are on the doobie that I'm holding. The door opens to reveal the bleach blonde stella. She scoots all the way in until she's beside me and Jam. She tries to give me a smile but I just give her an annoyed look so she knows not to open her mouth to me. 

"This is Donna. She broke down like five miles back and has been walking ever since." Lex says to all of us. "Mhm." Callie and I mutter, not caring. 

"I'm Trip. Coolest of us all. Glad to make your acquaintance." He says sticking his hand out for DoNnA to shake. I silently scoff at how desperate all these boys are. She takes his hand cautiously. "That's Callie, Hawk, Kristin, and Jam." Lex says pointing us all out. I give Donna a tight-lipped smile. 

I look to Lex and realize I still have the joint in my hand. I smile to myself and bring the joint back to Jam's lips. I see Lex turn his head our way but I just smile down at Jam. After he takes a hit he leans up to whisper in my ear to say, "I know what you're doing and I think it's working." I laugh like he said something actually funny. 

As we drive I watch as Donna bring out her bright red Lip Smacker lipstick and rubs some onto her already stained lips. I see both boys in the backseat practically drooling over her. Even Trip turns around with a doobie hanging from his lips. 

"Oh great. Just hitched a ride with a bunch of potheads." Donna says with her nasally voice. I swear if she keeps talking I'm going to tie her tongue into a knot. So she continues, "Hey, look I'm trying to hook up with some people at this funky place in downtown Detroit called Disco Inferno. You mind dropping me there?" 

"What's it worth to ya?" Trip says looking back over his shoulder. Callie smacks his head telling him to shut up. "What the hell's that supposed to mean?" Donna says, getting defensive. I don't blame her, that was a total dick thing to say. "Nothing. It means nothing. Don't listen to him." I say to Donna. 

"Hot baby. You know, your clothes may say disco," Lex glances to me, "but your eyes say rock 'n roll." I scoff and turn my whole body away from him. Now that was too far. I can feel the tears pricking my eyes, trying to escape. 

"Yeah. Well your belt buckle may say rock 'n roll, but your breath says pepperoni, baby." I hear Donna say. I nearly let a loud laugh escape my lips at the burn Lex just recieved. Everyone else laughs and Callie even gives her a high five. 

"So are you gonna like suck our dicks or what?" Trip turns back to Donna. Does he really think that's going to happen? "Trip that's so fucking rude, man!" Jam yells up to Trip who just got another smack to the head. 

"Fuck you, Jam! Stop being the wussie sensitive guy just to impress her, man. She's obviously not gonna put out, man. She's a tease, man." Trip says facing forward again.

"A tease? What the hell did I do to tease you mongoloids?" Donna asked. "You got into the fucking car didn't cha?" Trip said. 

"Yeah just 'cus she got into the car doesn't automatically mean she's going to fuck you, Trip. I doubt anyone would want to fuck someone who was given birth to by someone on LSD." I say to the dipshit sitting in the front. 

"Don't bring her into this. It has nothing to do with her. And it was shrooms you bitch." Trip says over his shoulder. "Oh, excuse me." I murmur as I look out the window again. 

"Look you don't have to be such pigs because I prefer Donna Summer, or KC and The Sunshine Band, or The Village People over KISS." Donna said making us all burst out in laughter. 

"The fucking Village People?" Callie says turning around looking at Donna with amusement. "They're a fucking fag band." Hawk says looking through the rearview to Donna. 

"Alright! Alright, guys! Alright!" Jam says to calm everyone down. "You know thanks, but I can take care of myself, germ." Donna says to rolling her eyes. This bimbo has a nasty attitude. 

"Jam." He says defensively. "Whatever." She replies leaning up to the front seat where Trip, Callie and Hawk share a joint. 

"Okay listen up dope burnouts, let's get one thing straight here. As far as I'm concerned, good tunes is good tunes. Whether it be it disco or rock or poca or whatever have you of the category. I mean disco is just easier dance to." Donna says. I tune her out as Hawk passes the joint to me. I only hit it once and then I hold it for Jam again, but this time I look over at Lex. He has an angry look on his face as he rolls his brown orbs. 

I chuckle to myself and reach my arm out to pass it to Lex who just snatches it away. This is so working. "You call that John Travolta shit dancing?" Callie says to her. 

"You know just because disco is so big right now, I wouldn't be surprised if KISS did a disco song by now." Dumb Donna says. 

"Oh yeah bullshit. If there's one thing KISS will never do, it's a bullshit disco song." I say looking down at the girl with no brain cells. "Yeah, no shit, man." Jam says, placing his hand on the middle of my thigh. I see that Lex noticed the change in hand placement as he balls up his fists. 

"Yeah man. Disco blows dogs for quarters man!" Trip says. I tune out the conversation until I hear 'kick your ass out of the fucking car' which makes me purch up. 

"You know why don't you put your money where your mouth is," Donna says to Hawk. "Why don't you lick my hairy crack." He says back making be die of laughter. Hawk always has the funniest comebacks. 

"Why don't you bend over, your looking right at it." Donna says. Wait, what? The car goes silent as everyone tries to decipher what the hell she just said. 

"That last remark fell about thirty yards from making any sense whatsoever." Lex says while laughing. "Wait a minute. What the hell is that supposed to mean anyway?" She says scratching her head. 

"Maybe you shouldn't have bleached your brain cells away." I say to her. Everyone does a long ohhhhh at the burn I just sent her way. 

"I think this is just some good shit. Give me a hit off of that J, would ya?" She says taking the joint from Trip and twists her hand in the weirdest way I have ever seen. 

This girl is giving me a very weird feeling. And it's definitely not a good one