A few months ago my parents went up to Disney World for some R&R. That was my queue. I invited my friend, this girl that I liked, and one of her friends over. We were just gonna chill at my house, probably hit the hookah a little, and hopefully I would be able to score with my would-be girlfriend. We'll call her WBG. Thanks to WBG's friend, eventually a few extra uninvited and unwelcomed guests arrived. I brought out the Volcano, and my friend, one of the guests, and I did three HUGE bags. You couldn't even see through them, it was so full. That was it, man. I was higher than I have ever fucking been in my entire life. All of a sudden shit went haywire. This one really superficial girl that was there had just gotten spray tanned, and looked terrible. We'll call her STG. Right when she walked in I went "Holy SHIT STG, you're TAAAAAN!" She was all excited to smoke the hookah but didn't even know what one was. She came to the table and picked up a Subway bag and asked "is this it?" No joke. She was freaking out at me because I dropped some tobacco for the hookah onto the table into a little pile of ash. "NO! Josh, what are you doing? Give me that! You're too high, aren't you?" That condescending bitch. "Just shut the FUCK up, STG!" Man, I was high. She was throwing me all these terrible vibes and I could NOT handle it. Not to mention she has the most high-pitched voice in the world, added to the fact that she mumbles. Anytime she talks you have to go "What??" at least three times. "What the FUCK, STG? You are bugging me the fuck out right now. Oh my god. You are fucking ridiculous." I can't explain the vibes I was getting from her. She walked away and sat on my couch, and I just sat at the table and put my head down. I woke up out of my daze. All of a sudden, everyone was SCREAMING at each other. SHOUTING their heads off in fury. I was taken aback. No way was this really happening. This was impossible. WBG's friend said, "Alright, it's time to go." So all four girls started to walk out, but not before each one tried to jump our dog gate at the front door. That really irritated me for some reason. As the girls piled into the car my friend and I stood outside and watched. I was under the impression that something bad had just happened. Some sort of fight had broken out inside the house and now they were speeding off. But at the same time, I still wanted to get with WBG. I grabbed her hand, pulled her toward me, put my arm around her, and started walking back toward the house. "Where are you taking me?" she asked. I really didn’t know. I had heard her friend say to me “Josh, you’re missing your chance. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity you’re passing up right now.” She was talking about WBG and me. She had wanted us to get together. Now I thought I was being pressured into turning into this sort of Romeo and take her into the house and romanticize her. So that’s what I started doing. I started talking to her, and I was like “Is that was I’m supposed to be doing?” She laughed and said “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I let her go and she walked back to the car. As they started to drive off, I ran to the car and made WBG’s friend, the driver, roll down her window. “Are we cool? Guys, are we cool?” I said. I stuck half my body inside the window and grabbed all of their hands. “Just tell me that we’re cool.” I still thought something had gone wrong between us. WBG’s friend got out, grabbed both mine and my friend’s hands, and walked us to the door of my house. “Everything’s fine. We have to go now. Don’t worry about a thing. We’re leaving. Go inside, enjoy yourselves, and we’ll see you at school.” She left, and we followed our orders. As my friend and I talked about it, I was awestruck. He informed me that no fight had broken out, no one was screaming at each other inside, and I freaked out for no reason. I was semi-relieved, though I had made myself look like a dumbass in front of these girls. And that was it. My friend and I just chilled around until we finally went to sleep and woke up the next day to laugh about what had happened the night before.