She made small talk in the kitchen with a few people as her eyes landed on Adrianna approaching Rob. Jane, if asked, would swear on her life that 95% of her was happy to see Rob talking to her. He never really put himself out there, not that he usually needed to – the ladies definitely seemed to like him – but he looked like he was enjoying himself. But, that 5%, Jane wasn’t sure what it was. She couldn’t be [i]jealous[/i]. No, that definitely couldn’t be it. Why would she be jealous? Well, she [i]was[/i] used to having Rob’s attention all to herself, but she didn’t realize until that moment how awful that was of her. Was she expecting him to stay single so that he could remain her loyal best friend? Jane wasn't that selfish... Was she?

Interrupting her thoughts, Jared approached her with a zip-lock bag in his hand. “Hey, come with me,” he smiled as he took her hand and led her down the hallway to the bedrooms in the back. Jane followed him without a word, observing the pictures hanging on the wood-panels, letting a finger graze the walls as they walked. Once they were in his room, he opened the bag to reveal the surprise. Mushrooms. Her face lit up with excitement, but quickly dimmed when she realized tripping until 5 AM probably wouldn’t be the best decision when they’d have to be on the road tomorrow. “Only a little.” Jane didn’t want to hear it from Rob if she ended up tripping all night and being too tired tomorrow. He already seemed weird enough towards her. 

“That’s not the Jane I know, but more for the rest of us, then” Jared laughed as he ‘cheers-ed’ her, and they both began to chew on the contents of the bag. 

After they finished, they both looked at each other, and Jared reached a hand behind her head, wrapping his fingers in her hair, and pulled her into a kiss. It took Jane by surprise, but she obliged, placing her hands on his chest and lifting up to her toes to reach him.

“We’ll finish this later, let’s party,” Jared smiled, and she nodded in agreement.

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They were outside in a circle with some other musicians, and Jane was singing [url=https://youtu.be/vvCrobkip74]Give Me One Reason by Tracy Chapman[/url] while sitting on Jared’s lap with a beer in her hand. Her voice was accompanied by an acoustic guitar played by Sam and a bongo played by a guy she hadn’t met before.  Once the song finished, Jane’s head snapped to her right to hear the sound of Rob’s voice. Wow, he was fucked up. But, before she could even ask what the hell he was talking about, he ran off with Adrianna. Jane felt a pang in her chest at the sight, but before her mind had a chance to elaborate, a hand guided her head to face Jared, who kissed her once again. 

“Why don’t we head to my room?” he whispered with a devious look on his face.
“Yeah, uh,” Jane’s mind was racing, “I’m gonna go grab a drink and head to the bathroom, and then I’ll meet you there, yeah?”
When Jared agreed, she stood up and headed into the kitchen to grab her fifth… maybe sixth beer. 

Half an hour later, Jane found herself again in that hallway grazing the wooden walls again, but this time, they were much smoother, and the swirls in them were stunning. Jane ate just enough to feel the mushroom’s effects without actually hallucinating, but she was definitely still enjoying herself. Her normally hazel irises were consumed by large, black orbs, and she felt giggly, happy, and amused at the party around her. Everything just looked cooler or felt better, which was satisfying. She had lost track of time, not concerned with how long Jared had been waiting, when she decided that she needed to find Rob. Although she knew he was a grown man, Jane felt the need to make sure he was alright, especially after his outburst earlier. [i]He must be tripping[/i] she decided, based on the sudden introspection and his dilated pupils.

She walked through the house, looking like a kid in a candy store, observing the home around her as she searched for the familiar face. Jane would find herself distracted and force herself to focus on finding him, but then she made it to that hallway again after she couldn’t find Rob, and she began to laugh as she slowly strolled down it, turning in circles, until she thumped into a door and heard noises behind it. A curiosity took a hold of Jane, so she opened the door to see Adrianna sitting astride Rob, her bare back facing the door. “Fuck! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” she panicked as she returned the door to its rightful place and quickly made her way back to the party. 

After the sight, Jane began to feel suffocated by the room and its habitants, and in a quick effort to make it stop, she dashed out of the garage door, grabbed her longboard from the van, and finally propelled herself down the street with a bare foot. Luckily, the vibrations the board was sending up her leg and through her body was enough to make the thoughts stop for a moment. She dug in her purse for her ear buds and picked a song. [url=https://youtu.be/Aim62BWz48c]White Mystery by Minus the Bear[/url]. Yes, that would calm her down. Usually that’s what she’d listen to if she was either smoking weed or getting laid, but it would hopefully have the same effect on her now. 

Unfortuanately, though, the song did little to stop the madness, and as her mind raced, Jane thought about why she was feeling so awful. Could it really be that she was jealous of Adrianna? No, why the hell would she be? It must be just the attention thing. Rob was always hers, even when he had girlfriends in the past. Then why was it bothering her now? Maybe because she’d never [i]seen[/i] it happening before. Ah, that was probably it. 

Tears began to stream down her face as she pushed the board through the dark streets.

“Why the fuck are you crying, Jane?” she nearly yelled at herself as she stopped the board abruptly and plopped in the grass, ripping her headphones out. “Must be the shrooms,” she muttered as she looked at where she was. The yard in which she was sitting had no lights on, along with the house inside, and no cars parked on the driveway. That was when she had a mind-blowing idea. 

She threw her bag over the white fence surrounding the backyard and hopped over with her board in her hand, plopping sloppily on the ground beneath her. She got chills when she saw the pool; the water looked like a sheet of glass that Jane wanted to break, ad she brought her things over to the edge and dove in fully clothed as the warm water surrounded her body. It felt astonishing, making the insides of her eyelids explode with color as all her senses pulsed. [i]I guess I ate more than I thought.”[/i]

Her head rose out of the water slowly when she heard the muffled voice of someone yelling at her. Jane shook her head to release the water that had lodged in her ears and opened her eyes to a middle aged man barking at her to get out of the pool or he’d call the cops. But, instead of panicking, Jane did what she was best – using her sex appeal to get out of the situation.

She smiled faintly as she slowly climbed the steps to exit the pool, watching the man eye her body as she made her way to her bag, bending down slowly to retrieve it. “I’m sorry,” she softly apologized, keeping her eyes on him, a smirk on her face. “I thought no one was home.” 
The man fumbled over his words as he backed up slowly. “Y-yes, okay. It’s fine, just go before my wife sees you.”
After nodding, Jane gathered her things, exited the backyard, and threw her board down on the ground to mount it once again.

The relief brought on by the past five minutes was short-lived, and Jane returned to the mood she was in before entering the pool. She didn’t want to talk to Rob. Didn’t want to look at him. It wasn’t his fault, though.

After a few wrong turns, she finally made it back to Jared’s house, but instead of going back inside, she laid down using the longboard as a pillow behind her head, sighing in relief. She was soaking wet, but it was a warm night, so she didn’t bother drying off or changing. It was nearing 3:00 am when her eyelids finally became heavy enough to drift off to sleep, although her mind kept replaying what she saw when she walked in on the pair earlier. Why did she have to see it? Why did she have to feel this way? It was the first night of tour, for God's sake. Jane knew she'd feel fine was the hallucinogens wore off, but man, her emotions were through the roof. She couldn't let Rob know she was feeling this way. Never.