Ok before I begin I would like to address one review from Tinker Bell. I really wanted to inbox you but you are a guest so I can't. Therefore I will simply say what I need to here

Tinker Bell 9/27/13 . chapter 37

I agree with Chloe! And yeah... when's Lela gonna have her baby? And isn't her stomach now like... fat? Hello! That's the point of pregnancy! Duh... /

I didn't want to be rude but are you stupid? Lela found out she was pregnant like three days ago! My mother is currently almost four months pregnant and she isn't even fat yet! You don't start showing until you've been pregnant for about five or six months and you are pregnant for nine months so no Lela is not going to have her baby after only being pregnant for three days! I try to take negative reviews as politely as I can but multiple times you have told me my story is boring. My friend Alexis was sitting beside me and read the review and just laughed and said "oh wow well no the point of pregnancy is to have a baby and if you can write a better story than I'd love to see it" well look I spend around half an hour a day on this story on top of playing a lead in my school production and homework and assignments and my life and I am in the ninth grade so yes I also have a lot of homework so if you have nothing better to do than insult this story than go find a better story.

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Brady's P.O.V

By the time 8.45pm came around the four of us were showered and dressed. Lela's hair was in a thin braid and Mack's hair was in a side pony, dangling off the left side of her shoulder.

The doorbell rang but just as Lela was standing to answer it, it flung open and Chee Chee and Struts waltzed in.

"The door was unlocked." Struts chimed.

"We're early." Chee Chee added.

"This is a sofa." Lela pointed towards the couch, then paused. "Oh sorry, I thought we were playing the game of point out the obvious."

"Haha you're hilarious. Get up and get out the door." Chee Chee ordered.

Mack, Tanner, Lela and I stood and followed the bikers out into the cool night air.

Hovering by door was Butchy. When Tanner walked out he pointedly looked in the other direction for a moment, then directly at Lela.

"You can't drink." He said firmly.

Lela folded her arms across her chest.

"I know that Butchy." She matched his assertive –almost aggressive- tone. "I'm not an idiot."

Butchy held her gaze for a moment, almost as if he wanted to say something else, but then didn't and turned away again.

"Ok." Struts piped. "We're going now. And if you too are going to fight the whole night we'll put you in opposite ends of the bar."

Struts led the way to Big Mama's where SeaCat, Giggles, Rascal and Lugnut were waiting on the porch. Butchy's mood brightened a little when he saw Giggles, who kissed him hello.

As one massive group we entered the bar. Chee Chee disappeared into the crowd and returned a moment later holding a tray of different coloured drinks.

"Ok." She hummed, selecting a tall class containing clear fluid and handing it towards Lela.

Lela took it cautiously.

"This isn't vodka is it?"

Chee Chee rolled her eyes.

"No, it isn't, its water."

Lela nodded, but I noticed she took a long sniff of the drink before she took a sip.

"For Struts." Chee Chee said proudly handing her best friend one of two identical rainbow coloured cocktails. "Mack and Giggles." She handed mine and Butchy's girlfriend a flute of champagne each and, leaving six beers and the other cocktail, gestured for all the boys to take a beer each, possessively claiming the cocktail before we could touch it.

Mack smiled and put her glass back on the tray.

"Thanks Che, but I don't drink."

Struts put her hands on her hips.

"Ya do now!" She demanded.

I laughed.

"Guys." I said. "Seriously, Mack hates alcohol."

"Um, nobody asked you." Chee Chee clicked her fingers in my face, then glared at Mack. "One glass won't kill you."

Mack looked at her for a few long minutes.

"Half a glass." She bargained, reaching for the flute.

"Three quarters!" Struts protested.

Mack didn't answer but took a small sip. Instantly she screwed up her nose and spat it back out. The liquid splashed in a puddle around my ankles.

"Do you mind?" I cried.

Mack clasped her hand to her mouth.

"I'm so sorry sweetie." She said, but she was laughing hysterically.

I snatched the champagne of her and handed it back to the girls.

"No more of that for her or I'll end up drenched in it." Then quickly I offered "you can share my beer." Since I knew beer was the only alcohol Mack could begin to tolerate.

The night out was actually pretty fun. I coaxed Mack into having four sips of beer but after that she said she could feel the alcohol beginning to control her senses and refused to drink anymore.

Mack and I hung out with Lela in the corner since she was the only other one who wasn't getting wasted and we hardly saw the others for most of the night, but we had fun laughing and commenting about people and what they were doing in the bar. By midnight, we decided we should round up the others.

The three of us split up and found to find them. I found Chee Chee and SeaCat in a booth in the corner, heavily lost in drunken make out session. Separating them was one of the most awkward things I'd ever done, but surprisingly other than that everyone was pretty easy to get out the door.

We were walking down the steps, Giggles, Lela, Mack and I being the only ones who weren't drunk, when some stranger ran out and screamed out Struts named.

"Ohhhh yeahh." Struts slurred, giggling. "I forgot about you. Come join us."

The stranger ran down the steps and grabbed Struts hand.

"This is….. uh….." Struts laughed at the fact that she couldn't remember what appeared to be her boyfriend of the night's name.

"Mason." He jumped in for her.

"Yeahhhh Mason. He's coming home with me. C'mon Che, we live in this direction." Struts used her free hand to tug Chee Chee in the direction of the row of houses where Tanner, Lela and Butchy lived.

"No, you don't, you live in that direction." Lela grabbed them and spun them around.

"Are you sure?" Chee Chee questioned.

"I'm going to walk them home." She sighed. "Meet you there. Giggles can you stay at Butchy's tonight? I don't want him left alone."

Butchy snuggled up close to Giggles.

"Yeah." He smirked. "Can you stay at mine tonight?"

Giggles shoved him off.

"Yes." She agreed.

"Oh!" Chee Chee squealed. "SeaCat's staying with me."

SeaCat did nothing to object getting dragged along, and simply winked and Rascal and hi fived him when Chee Chee wasn't looking.

Rascal and Lugnut stumbled off behind them while Mack, Giggles and I ushered Butchy and Tanner towards the block of houses. But before we'd fully parted from the group, Chee Chee quickly spun around and called "Wait, Mack, do you know someone called Cat Miller?"

I felt Mack's hand in mine go stiff.

"Yes." Her voice was emotionless. "Why?"

Chee Chee paused.

"Oh. I don't remember why. What about someone called Drew Frank? Do you know him?"

Mack's anxiety began to visibly rise.

"Yes and so do you!" She cried.

"I do?" Chee Chee chewed her finger. "Oh yes, I do. And I know Cat to. Well goodnight."

And oblivious to the terror of Chee Chee's words, everyone continued off in their respective directions.

Ok guys nine reviews for an update? Also my friend Alexis just gave my five dollars to let her add her own authors note so let's just see what she has to say…

Revisiting what Kelsey (she's the author) said earlier, if you don't like this story don't read it because I'm sick of reading all your shit. Of course no one is making me read it but shut up and stop being pansies. You're hiding behind a computer to criticize someone else's work. Even though there's only like two of you doing it it still pisses me off so cut it out. If you have constructive or useful criticism then Kelsey appreciates that but make it intelligent.