I woke up feeling like my head was huge and my brain was so small. I hated that feeling, and I immediately knew that I had a hangover, and I felt like I was going to die.

"Wake up everybody," Peter shouted as he entered the room. We all groaned. "Get up, you lazy poos."

"Peter, some people can't recover from a hangover as quickly as you can," Tony grumbled as he put his head up and put it back down. We all felt like that really, well, except for Peter. He wasn't even with us.

"You guys went drinking without me," he asked, ashamed. I groaned. "And you got Bella to go along?"

"They dragged me out of here last night because they said that I haven't been clubbing with them in forever," I muttered, not even bothering to look up. I knew that he was going to be right next to me.

"You guys all know that she doesn't like to go clubbing after a show," Peter tisked as he walked into our bathroom. He came out with a bottle of aspirin and a pitcher of water with five cups. "What are you guys going to do without me?"

"We all love you, Peter, and you know that," I stated as he gave me a couple of aspirins and a glass of water. I took it immediately. It was slowly helping, but I just wanted the hangover to be gone.

"You guys are lucky that we don't have anything to do today, or you guys would have been toast," Peter scoffed. We all grumbled into agreement. "What did Bella do this time anyways?"

"Well after she was drunk," Ricky started to inform us before Peter came over to him with his medication. He took it too, and then he continued with the story. "Bella was actually fine for half an hour before she heard the song Party Like A Rockstar."

"What happened," I groaned, already knowing that it was embarrassing. It happened every time I would go clubbing for some unknown reason.

"Well, then you got up on the stage, and of course people looked at you. You took off your shirt, and by the way, you had an awesome bra on if I do so say myself for all of the men that were out in the club. They couldn't get over your chest." I groaned. I couldn't believe that I did that. "And then you started twisting in above your head, and you did a very sexy dance that I don't think that we've ever seen you achieve." I groaned again at the horror of what happened last night. There was no doubt in my mind that it was going to be all over the news by next week. I'm just so glad that I get too drunk to remember any of it.

"I am never going to get drunk again," I vowed.

"You will too, Bella," Tony scoffed. "You're a sucker for a drink every once in a while."

"That was the last time of that," I stated. "I will never go to a club again for any reason, even if I have to hurt you guys to stay away from it."

"You wouldn't hurt us," Antonio scoffed.

"You are too much of a sucker, Bella," Romeo stated as he got up to go take the first shower. After that everyone else went while I stayed in bed for a little more. After they all left the bathroom, I went in to take a shower. After about fifteen minutes, I was done.

"Are you ready for your practice," Peter asked as I exited the bedroom.

"yes," I stated, and we were out of the front door.

Author's Note: Done with the chapter!!!!

Rosalie: That wasn't even worth a chapter.

Bella: What do you mean?

Rosalie: There wasn't even a song in it like there was supposed to be.

Alice: She can't put a song in every chapter, Rosalie. Who actually reads the lyrics anyways?

Emmett: I do!

Bella: Since when did you start talking on here? Who said you can?

Emmett: Rosalie did. Besides, I'm bored. There is nothing to do really.

Rosalie: Whatever.

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