That’s when relief overcame her as she spotted her school’s basketball jersey’s,a whole swarm of them,and there he was, her hero,her saviour, she almost felt absolute love for him even though she could hardly recognize him under the shifting lights,she didn’t procrastinate,she saw this girl was trying to dance with him,but he didn’t seem interested,or even aware of her,come to think of it,he seemed a litle dazed.She pushed through the others lowering her hood slowly,like a virgin undressing in front of a man for the first time,and she gently stroked his shoulder.He turned to face her and that’s when she saw it,he was out of it,his pupils were summersaulting into narcosis,he recognized her, but called her another girls name,Justin was on drugs heavily,he didn’t even try to talk to her, he just began touching her body,fucking groping her like she was some stripper,she broke loose, pushing him off her,and he slurred spit, some of it on her jumper.She couldn’t hear what he said,the music which sounded increasingly aggresive muffled it, but he was swearing at her violently and he reached for her only to be blocked by some moving bodies,suddenly, as if waking from some dream she began hearing the lyrics which were first unintelligeble,something like”slap a bitch if she wants to come up for air,suck that jimmy ho,what’s that?,you won’t suck
